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"Mmf."

"Oh...~"

"Nghf!"

Lying within the woods are two curvy, anthrofied Pokémon: A Sawsbuck Spring and a Gogoat. The two finger their animal pussy, their cervine and caprine parts sloshing those ladycum over their fingers very messily. Their teats shudder, bits of milk oozing over itself. Their big breasts lactates alongside it, the two women panting and huffing—the green-furred goat fanning herself.

"My goodness!" the brown deer exclaims, caressing her flower-themed antlers—faint bite marks littering across her neck. "I'm feeling so heated, Eider hun!"

The grass goat huffs, her tongue hanging—also having bite marks on her neck. "The feeling's mutual, Rosabel. Mmf." The two study their boobs: Milks oozing, their nipples perking in excitement. They immediately drink from their tit while groping the other—descending further into needy galore.

"Mmmf!" The two simply moan: Eyes rolling up, milks spilling and escaping their needy maws—Rosabel even has to quickly lap one up, the heated doe she is.

Once Eider pulls back, she shakes her head. "This can't do." She bites her lower lip. "We need the REAL deal to satisfy our unsavory heat."

"Indeed. The sex from our own kind wasn't enough!" Rosabel jabs her pussy once more, squirting as a result: Squeezing her tit eagerly. "Oh!"

SIZZ!

Rosabel's ears twitch, the woman perking up. "Oh?"

Eider tilts her head. "What is it?"

Rosabel looks to the right, staring at faint orange light beyond the rows of bushes and trees. "I believe I've heard campfires nearby. Which means…" A sophisticating horny grin displays over her. "We just might find the solution to our heat, dearie."

The Gogoat tenses up, giggling. "Ooo~."

. . .

Somewhere else in the woods is a big campsite: Crowd of humans spreading around wearing a variety of outdoor clothes, being all men. Tables and chairs sort themselves across the place, with plenty of tents for them to relax in. The group either sit by the tables, walk around the area, or enter the tents socializing while chowing down their food and gulping their beverages. Guns lay near the tents, some even by a couple of men's side.

"Man I'm sticking with the drinks at the corner stores! They're better than the ones at the bar," one guy says beside a blue tent, downing his booze.

"Yeah, I agree!" another guy shouts, leaning against a nearby table. "The Paldea bar's drinks be meh, with an ounce of Arcanine piss added onto them!" The man rubs his head, grunting. "Seriously, I'm convinced the bartenders didn't give a shit about their products there."

"That's why I don't like going there, man." The first guy slams his drink down onto the same table. "I'm going to convince my friend to stop going there and find a better quality bar."

A different man suddenly slams his tan hands on another table, pointing at a group ahead. "Stop messing around."

"I'm not." The man in the middle of the group caresses his mustache, quirking his brow. "I'm from Kalos, my friend: I tell no lies."

The same-pointy guy leaps back. "For real?!"

The mustache fella chuckles. "When it comes to the laws of Kalos? Positively." He adjusts his white collar shirt. "They're genuinely considering the implementation of people marrying their partner Pokémon."

"My Arceus…I'd be DAMNED." The pointy-guy smacks his knee. "I know these mons be smokin' and all, but I never expected the demand for marrying them!"

The third guy in the fairly small group shrugs. "Really I'm surprised it took us this long to implement that law." He adjusts his shirt. "Sounds like I'll need to skedaddle over there to catch and marry a Pokémon myself, hehe."

"I have a partner Florges who's excited about the news." The mustache man sighs, his hands behind his head: Staring at the dark sky. "Can't wait to propose to her after we've had sweet, succulent, and passionate sex over and over…" The light skin man closes his eyes, smiling. "Love you, Camila."

The first guy snorts. "Look at you being all romantic and feely."

The second guy opens one eye. "What can I say? A fine flower like her deserves all of my love, in more than one ways~."

"D'aww!" the group say collectively, one of them bump his fist against the mustache man's arm playfully, earning a snort out of him.

"Hey, have you heard about the rumor of Cynthia and her sexy ass chomp partna Terra fucking some random Zoroark?" a bearded man says, sipping a shot nearing another tent while eyeing someone shorter than him.

"Hold on, wait a minute" The short man lifts his brow. "THE Cynthia and Terra slept with another Pokémon!?" He shakes his head, taking off his white hat. "Sorry sir, that's pretty damn hard to believe: Anyone trying to score with those two would have better luck finding a shiny Pokémon!" He throws his arms up. "It's pretty difficult to get their approval!"

"Yeah yeah, I know." The guy waves his tan hand around. "They're always busy with battles, keeping a watch out for the region's activity, and overall don't have time for sleeping with someone." The man takes another sip. "It's a rumor for a reason, but I've heard it from one of my coworkers who reconstructed the Sinnoh League's building. I know that he tells no lie, so I'm inclined to believe this." Laughs. "Trust me, that sounds crazy to me otherwise!"

The short man laughs. "Those two really must have been in the mood for fucks if they settled for a Zoroark of all things!"

The bearded man squints. "Shut yo capping ass up: I've seen what those illusion critters can do!" He takes another sip. "They can turn into anything sexy, not even mentioning they themselves be as fine as wine itself, too!" And another sip he proceeds.

"Okay but Dittos does the job better."

The man spits his drink, pointing at the dark brown fella. "Motherfucker, Dittos has them dotted eyes even after transforming." His head shakes. "Shit's a big turn off, honestly. Zoroarks don't have that so that's why they're better." He waves the bottle around. "Plus Dittos themselves aren't even hot. The hell do I stick my dick at in those blobs!?"

The short guy taps the bottle. "Sounds like a skill issue, pal."

The taller man brings his bottle back. "Don't ttttouch my shiit." The drunkness is taking its effects as the short man snickers.

Rustle.

"Eh?" both men say, eyeing to their left.

Rustle rustle rustle.

The bearded man turns around. "Hey! HEY! EVERYONE SHUT UP, I HEAR SOMETHING!" This cues folks to wipe out their weapons, including the drunken man himself: Wobbling a bit before shaking his head, keeping his focus up.

Coming out of the bushes are Rosabel and Eider: Their pants exuding, their huge tits leaking mommymilkers on the spot. Their pussy shivers, squirting across their legs excitedly. The men eye ahead—jaws dropping, bodies as still as a statue, everyone exuding into utter flabbergasthood.

"HOT. DAMN." They all say in unison, their weapons lowering.

Eider's tail sways, the Gogoat giggling. "My my, Rosabel: You were right to track your way here~."

The Sawsbuck smirks at the sight of this horny group springing up their bulges, licking her lips. She simply says the following:

"Please fuck us. Hard."

. . .

Just like that: The two anthro babes dive into a big orgy with the horny men, moaning and mewling in joy. Rosabel slurps on the bearded man's dick while Eider gets carried and fucked by two other men—Rosabel's ass gripping around some guy's dick.

"Mmf. Mmm~." Rosabel caresses her pussy, digging her fingers within the juicy crevice.

"Ngh. Damn, what a nice ass," the man behind her says, his balls hitting her fat vagina at each thrusts.

The bearded man grunts, caressing the Sawsbuck's head. "Her mouth game's pretty good, too!" He grips Rosabel, his dick coating in her saliva: Sliding back and forth. "Feels real better than the whores that sucked me off last week."

The red haired man laughs, arching his head back. "Damn, seriously?"

"Very serious, son." The gruff man grins down. "This shit's next level compared to the low-effort suckery at the Veilstone Sex Club, mmf."

"Meh, I think they suck pretty great." The other guy smacks Rosabel's wobbly booty. "This ass though is on another level."

The woman mewls, her warm walls clenching around the shaft—succulent at its core. She jabs her fat anatomical pussy, shivering within the juices spilling over her fingers. (So. Rough,) Rosabel thinks. "Mmf~!"

"AAAH, YES!" Eider screams, Rosabel's ears twitching at the Gogoat's direction. She moans, her big tits bouncing while two other men pulverizing her insides: The others eyeing on awaiting their lust-filled turn. "Yes! Fuck me harder, you hunky men!" The goat exclaims, spraying her juices over one man's dick as the other smashes away—her analhole firmly gripping his rod, triggering a sophisticated moan from him.

The bearded guy huffs. "Hey: Think you can deepthroat me, sugar?" Before Rosabel can usher a single answer, he shoves her forward: Passing by his dick's base.

"MMF!" Her eyes widen, nearly gagging at the cock throating her. Her snout drowns into the man's crotch, sniffing in his hairy musk of heaven itself.

The man arches his head. "Hell yeah." He thrusts back and forth, his balls hitting her chin roughly.

The Sawsbuck shivers, her behind jiggling from the poundings by the other guy. (Oh goodness! These men are pretty needy like us, hehe!) Her juices spray all below the ground, her tongue circling around the scruff fella's dick. She deepens the blowjob, showering the man's dick in her eager saliva—adoring this raunchy sex she's going through. "Mmf!"

One guy slams and slams into Eider, biting his lower lip—his dick twitching. "Ah fuck man, I'm going to cum!" And there he goes: Spilling his spunk into the goat's ass while thrusting, groaning. "AAH!"

"Ooh!" Eider squeals, curling her hooves in ecstasy—her juices spilling over the pussy fucker ahead of her.

Speaking of which, he groans loudly. "Same here, GRAH!" He unloads his fat babymakers into the Gogoat's pussy: Continuing pounding away at the wild creature, seeds and juices spilling over the two men's balls. "OH HELL YEAH!"

"EEEK!" Eider arches her head back, her tongue hanging: Moans thriving.

The man behind Rosabel huffs, speeding up: Staring down the big analhole slurping over the shaft like a vacuum. He grunts, waving his bottle in one hand while groping Rosabel's ass with another. The men shouts and thrives at the display as the man drinks from his alcohol: His balls quivering from the Sawsbuck's juices.

"Mm-mmf!" He pulls the bottle back. "I'mmma make you not walk anymore after this, fine deer lady!" He smacks her ass, a soft giggle escaping her.

"AH!" Eider screams with joy, embracing—no, indulging the cum-fills she's still receiving, Rosabel imagines. And soon she'll be next as the bottle-wielder man pounds her more and more until—

"FUCK!"

The fella unloads a good chunk of cum throughout Rosabel's ass upon slamming one more time, the Sawsbuck mewling in joy: Her maw embracing the instant cum-pool from the bearded man afterwards.

"Hell yeah!" the guy shouts, smirking with pride. Rosabel gulps down the batters to the best of her ability, a few spilling along the way. The human grunts, shaking his head. "Messy ass slut: Couldn't even keep those white stains in your mouth for a second, shake my head." Rosabel simply giggles at the comment, her tits spewing milk over the ground.

Soon everyone switch places: Rosabel lies on the ground, jerking off a few men with her hands and hooves while being fucked by another via her pussy—her maw being occupied. Eider is in a similar predicament, except there's another man behind her plapping away at her ass. Groans and moans exude from the large orgyfest, the rowdy men wooing and tossing hats up.

Previous seeds spill out of Eider's plump pussy at each penetration, the Gogoat moaning and whining at her tits being groped by the man behind her. The dark brown man shakes, his toes curling.

"Aaah, fuck this damn hole feels great!" the shortie exclaims.

"Dude, you gotta try her maw: Blowjob game is fucking WILD!" the second man says, his balls hitting the caprine's face nonstop.

"I guess, but it's, mmm, nothing like her tight ass, though!" He shivers at the woman's warm walls gripping his dick, moans escaping him. "Fuck, mmm!"

Meanwhile the third guy plaps and rams into Eider's pussy, his head shaking. "Her pussy is PEAK." He puts his hands behind his head, staring down thrusting into the moaning Gogoat. "So peak, I can fuck her without touching her!" He laughs, his hips hammering against the woman's pussy with zero mercy.

Rosabel and Eider mewl: Fluids spilling over their penetrative dicks like crazy, their maws going ham at the blowjob service. One man looks at the juices, the handjobs, and the feetrubs—snorting.

"You wild whores love when we're destroying your insides, huh?" he says loudly, twirling his toothpick. "You love having human dicks ravaging you left and right, pumping you with nothing but our future babies!" The two ladies shudder at the man's tone as he continues. "If y'all were pretty small, you'd be perfect fleshlights!" Shrugs. "But as it stands, living fuckbooths will do~."

"MMMF!" Is all Rosabel and Eider say, exuding more juices: Their hooves clenching a few men's dicks. Rosabel quivers when her fuck partner gropes her tits, fondling and squeezing with passion. Her walls grip his dick, her toes wiggling as her feet move along the two dicks.

Eider moans with Rosabel, spotting a couple of men jerking off to the two pokeladies: Prejizz seeping along the way. She huffs, her tongue swirling around the dick occupying her maw. The bearded man watches, drinking his beverage while jerking off. He smirks, grunting.

"Man we really hit jackpot encountering these two, huh fellas?" he says, cockiness ensues.

The guy below Eider grunts and groans, hammering into her while nodding. "Fuck yeah, we did!"

"Big time!" another man agrees, pulverizing Rosabel's pussy nonstop—the fat animal part shaking along the way.

The two ladies giggle, shivering and moaning at the intense fucks their guests provide. The dark brown fella squeeze on the Gogoat's milkers, his dick twitching and shuddering—the anal walls breathing on it. He grunts. "Oh fuck man, I'm gonna bust!" His tongue hangs.

Rosabel's partner groans, his dick shivering within the Sawsbuck's fat pussy walls—her teats moving back and forth. "Ah shit, same!" The man fondles the doe's boobs more, eyeing the teats spewing milk of its own. "Her pussy is out of this WORLD!"

Eventually the men unleash their cum throughout the two ladies' holes, groaning with all of their might. The others follow suit, cumming all over the pokegirls while descending into moans. Rosabel and Eider drink down those seeds, their eyes closing: Mewling happily, drenching into the horndogs' cumbath.

After that, they swap around sexual positions: Rosabel is now riding on another man's dick via her pussy, her ass gripping someone's dick at the same time. Eider gets carry-fucked by two men again, making out with the guy in front of her while he penetrates her pussy—intense moans thriving.

"Mmf. Mmm!" They all say in unison, the others whistling and howling in excitement at the show.

One tall guy squirms in place, rubbing his dick vigorously while sweating. "Bro, y'all hurry up already!" Grunts. "I wanna fuck those baddies soooooooooooo much!" he says, huffing.

The ladies giggle, continuing their sexfest with the dudes pulverizing them. The blonde man below Rosabel shudders, pinching her teats—juices coating over his shaft. "Fuck, that pussy is pretty tight! Even despite the cum!" he exclaims, massaging those teats now. "Ngh!"

Rosabel's boobs jiggle and quake, moans escaping her. "Yes! Embrace my lovely pussy, you hunks!" she yells, her tail wagging nonstop.

"Hell yeah, you cock-lover!" The man grunts. "You and that Gogoat chick be real deal forest sluts alright! Fuck, this is the best!"

Rosabel giggles, the Sawsbuck Spring purring as the bearded man gets close to them. "Thanks, hun. I really appreciate the compli—"

"Shut it and suck me off again," he says, shoving his meatstick into Rosabel's maw: Pounding away.

"Mmmf!" Rosabel huffs, lactating from her breasts while sucking the man off with little issue. Meanwhile Eider spews several juices all over her partner's dick, her ass clenching the other guy's cock for its dear life—passionate moans exchanging between kisses.

"Mmf! Mmmm!" Her tongue swirls around the man's, drools passing around: The goat's pussy spraying its fluids over the man's dick, her teats and ass shifting from the thrusts providing to her. The man sprays his pre-seeds into her, the woman shuddering: Lactating endlessly.

The horny group cheers on, waving their drunken bottles in the air or even their shirts, too! The sex intensifies: Groans and moans littering itself from Rosabel, Eider, and the five men pleasing them. The man carrying Eider whines, keeping a firm grip on her fine booty.

(Ah fuck! Oh shit, I'm gonna—) his thoughts gets interrupted when he starts spilling his cream into Eider's pussy, his thrusts continuing. "MMMF!"

The other guy picks up the pace, creaming inside of Eider's ass while shouting in joy, his head leaning back. "Holy FUCK!"

The bearded man and the other two fellas bust a huge load into Rosabel's three holes: The woman rolling her eyes up screaming with joy, swallowing as much of those delicious batters as she can. Her belly expands a bit at the fillings, her feet gripping the grass in delight. Eider's joy is in a similar boat: The Gogoat stroking the back of the other man's head, keeping their intense kisses going as she curls her hooves in satisfaction.

The bearded man whistles, he and the others carrying on their poundings. "Whew, keep at it, you dirty chicks." He grins: Groans persisting throughout.

(Heaaaaveeeen.) Is all Rosabel and Eider can think, twinging at the exquisite enjoyment they're in.

From there, the pokeladies experience all sorts of sexual pleasures: Eider being mating pressed, Rosabel being carry-fucked, Eider sucking off one man's dick while another pulverizes her ass, Rosabel riding on the bearded man's cock in reverse cowgirl while sucking off the tall impatient guy from earlier, and many many more:

Moaning being the only thing these women can ever do.

. . .

Rosabel and Eider lie on their backs: Legs spreading, bodies twitching—cum pouring out of their pussies and asses. The two moan softly, staring at the dark sky while holding each other's hands. The men surround the two, some wiping their sweaty foreheads with their shirt while others fan themselves.

"Damn…" One guy shakes his head. "I'm real speechless by how great these sluts are."

"No kidding! I really needed that sexual relief after just holding it all in for so long, nggh!"

"I can't wait to tell my wife about this. She's gonna orgasm for weeks over this, hah!"

Another man hits his chest. "I've finally managed to become one with nature, thanks to these Arceus' gifts to mankind!" He bows at the duo. "Thank you for such a magnificent service."

One man besides him quirks his brow. "Dude, they're just wild pokesluts. It's not that deep."

"It IS to me!" the guy retorts, glaring. The exchange leads the pokechicks to laugh, the two nuzzling each other afterwards.

"These men are so rowdy and lively, even after hours of fucking us." Eider snickers. "I'm liking them a lot."

Rosabel purrs. "Same."

One man lifts a finger. "I have an idea." He glances at his men. "Let's keep these two as our personal fucktoys, gang."

The Sawsbuck gasps, lifting up. "Wait, you can't do that."

The same guy squints. "Why's that?"

"I mean, the suggestion is absolutely hot, and Eider and I are completely onboard with it." The Gogoat nods immediately to prove Rosabel's point. "But the reason you can't own us is because we're already marked by the Sawsbuck and Gogoat men here."

"Marked?"

The bearded man strokes his, well, beard: Looking. "Wild Pokémon's way of claiming someone as their own. Such as biting, for instance." He points at the bite marks on Eider and Rosabel's neck.

"Oooh. I never knew about that."

Rosabel waves her hand around. "Understandable: It isn't too common for us wilds to do that to each other, but we make exceptions when the sex is really good, ngh...~"

"And the sex we had was good too, so…" The bearded man slips his hands in his pockets, grinning. "As for those men, missy: They'll have to settle a deal with us regarding you being our fucktoys."

The women eye each other briefly, letting loose their giggles. The two then stand. "I suppose we'll take your offer, anyways." The Sawsbuck winks at the bearded fella. "You handsome gentlemen are fun to be with~."

The fella smirks, folding his arms. "Hell yeah, we are." He then caresses his head. "Damn, I'm surprised I'm still coherent enough to talk with you two properly. I drank like more than 10 sips by now." After the group laugh at his comment, the man sighs in relief. "Alright, we're heading out now. We've chilled here enough: This is a good place to end the camp off."

"I couldn't agree more, sir!" another man besides him says, slipping his clothes on.

The others put on their clothes as well, taking their tents down and setting it into their backpacks. After gathering their belongings, the men left the campsite: Taking the cock-hungry pokesluts with them. The bearded fella even carries Rosabel, the two kissing each other along the way.

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