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Necro-Poke-Philia

By: Monica Vix

Jon was walking towards his job, dressed in simple clothes along his slim body. Recently hired to help with the morgue for wild Pokemon, he quietly dipped into the building with the rays of the midday sun fading to the fluorescent glow within the morgue. After taking off his jacket and disinfecting his hands, Jon walked down to the main room where the corpses to be filed and sorted to meet with his supervisor, Monica.

She stood as she saw him approaching, putting her papers away and reaching out to shake his hand. "Hi, Jon! Nice to have you here. Since it's your first day, I'll see you through a quick training, okay?" Monica spoke softly, starting to lead Jon off towards the morgue itself. It had a concrete floor and a chilly atmosphere to match; containers of all sizes for Pokemon to rest in their death, the metal boxes having simply the label of what rested within.

"Thank you for hiring me! I'm glad I can help out a little bit. And thank you a lot more for getting me while I'm still in college, I needed the extra money." He joked and followed her away to the cool room, his dark brown eyes focusing in on the steel frame rolling table with a sprawled out Lucario. The canine's cock was flopped limply to the side, having extended from its blue furred sheath in death, the mouth similarly lulling open with the tongue hanging over the sharp teeth. "So... you're going to show me how to handle the corpse?"

With a nod, the pale woman pulled blue latex gloves over her slim hands. "Mhm! Now, you've been through a few classes at your school, you should know how we start." Monica stated as she began to move her hands to the corpse, lifting the arms and showing off multiple bruises along the tan furred torso of the Lucario. The bruises were dark, large spots with blue and purple coloration on the flesh under the fur, small bits of gravel and stone visible on the corpse and the table. "We can see the bruises along the ribs and see that... hmm... do you have an idea, Jon?" She offered for him to suggest how the Lucario met his demise.

Giving a look over, not bothering with the gloves as he loomed over the corpse and observed, he gave a little shrug. "It looks like internal bleeding around the heart and lungs, with the bruises so dark there. Maybe he tussled with one a bit too big for him?" Jon joked and smiled, turning from the Pokemon to his manager. "Maybe it was a rock type, seeing those little fragments of pebbles sticking within his body." Jon's eyes dipped from the shattered Lucario ribs towards the cock, flopped out over the slim yet muscular thigh, a slight fire burning in his own crotch at seeing the revealed shaft.

Monica gave a nod and looked down, undoing the lock of the cart with her foot. She wheeled it off, assuming her new employee would follow the bruised canine, winding her way towards a blank numbered cooling vault. "Usually, if the body is intact and not... bleeding everywhere, we put them away within vaults like these. We label the species and sex, if applicable, and slip them in." As she talked, Jon watched on as she took a pen and wrote exactly what she talked about on the identifying label over top the vault.

"Okay, and I suppose... we write up a report after?" Jon asked simply as he watched Monica press her gloved hands against the corpse, slipping the soft, limp canine away into the chilly vault. As the blue furred form disappeared and was locked away with the gentle click of the refrigerated tomb, the manager turned back with a soft huff.

"Mhm, I knew you knew what you were doing. We got a few more... subjects? Subjects in for observation. It's always weird as to what to call them." She laughed a bit uneasily while writing up a quick note down on a post-it sticker, giving Jon a list of three Pokemon to take care of. As she handed off the ticket with the three numbers jotted down, Monica moved aside to give the cart to Jon. As she stretched and groaned, she spoke gently "Well, I'll trust you with that. I got to head out, myself. You got good timing, coming in at the end of my shift!"

With a simple nod, Jon looked at the note and back towards his boss. "Have a good night. I guess I just... handle these three, put them away, and do all the boring paperwork? Wait, don't you have paperwork to do, too?" He inquired, placing the note onto the cart while starting to move towards the first area in the medium sized Pokemon section of the cool morgue.

Laughing uneasily, Monica nodded and shrugged. "Won't be the first time I take my work home with me." She said in a bit of a Freudian slip of her intentions of working here, giving a brief wave before walking off. Turning around for a moment, her emerald eyes connected with Jon's as she added one last detail, "The inspection lab is at the end of the morgue and to the left! It has all the tools you'll need to make sure you know what exactly killed your subjects!" As the click of her high heeled boots faded down the rows upon rows of corpse filled cabinets.

Jon could only watch as she disappeared, slowly following with the gentle rumble of the cart within his grasp. "Well... thank you for the last-minute information..." Jon sighed and chuckled before starting to shove the cart ahead of him. Dipping down one of the steel cambered corridors, he slowed to a crawl while scanning each of the numbers along the cooled vaults, counting up and up until he got to the first box he was assigned. Grasping the chilled handle and cracking open the refrigerated container, Jon huffed as the chilled air fogged up and obscured the form within. While clearing the fog of vapor with one hand, he drew out a pair of blue latex gloves, drawing them on as his attention turned to the now revealed form.

On the sliding slab of the morgue's rested a limp, almost sleeping Leafeon. The way his body was sprawled, his legs hid their balls and presented the blood clotted cuts along her form. Jon's gloved hands grabbed at his brown paws, gently tugging the Eeveelution out of the vault and allowing his limp form to rest gently on the cart. The caretaker's eyes could barely be pulled away from his body, fumbling with the door of the cell for a moment while mesmerized by the deep, brown Leafeon eyes, eyelids half closed over the unblinking gaze. The smell of his wilting leaves filled the air as Jon pressed the cart along, the plush rear and sizable balls of the Leafeon jiggling as they began to move further down the same isle. Along the trip, the Pokemon's nose began to bleed with all the sudden movements, dribbling onto the steel top as they traveled along.

Pulling aside towards another cell, the human caretaker reached over the grass type's corpse and opened the door wide, the same cool fog falling out and onto the floor like a flood. Within this, there was a Vaporeon flopped over with her head blankly staring ahead to Jon. As he gently took hold of the paws of the smooth, slimy water type, he found a bruise around her neck right under the neck frill, most definitely having been strangled or hung. With a huff, the heavier Pokemon was dragged onto the cart, having flopped onto her belly and folding the back fins at an awkward position. Jon could barely stop himself from running his hand along the smooth belly of the dead Vaporeon, seeing the tiny nubs of nipples along her stomach. Instead, to save some care for the dead, he took a hold of the large tail and flipped it onto the water type's belly with a soft thwap, hiding the almost dolphin like cunt from view.

Lastly, he would be on his way towards the third and final refrigerated vault in order to obtain his last training corpse. Stepping down the concrete floored and steel walled corridor of containers with his two Poke-corpses in tow, Jon finally stopped in front of the final container. With a gentle huff, he pulled the door open and stood agape at what he saw, the form before him being far more contorted than the other two! Hidden within the chilled container, an Umbreon with an obviously broken neck was laying there on her back, the tail covering her nipple covered belly eerily similar to how Jon positioned the Vaporeon. With a gentler, more caring touch, Jon slowly pulled the black furred cutie out of the cold chamber and into his arms, coddling her like she was just a small Eevee.

"Aw, sweetie..." He cooed gently, stepping aside and setting the Umbreon ever so carefully on top of its Eeveelution friends. "What happened to such a precious and pretty little girl like you? Tch. Who or whatever killed you should feel shame." Jon stated with a passive bitterness as he leaned in, one hand resting on the Vaporeon's tail as he kissed the Umbreon's cold, unresponsive lips. "Well, I'll take good care of you now. All of you!" He exclaimed, releasing his loving grasp from the chilled corpses and backing away, sighing as he then clasped his hands on the handle of the cart.

Wheeling the trio of murdered Eeveelutions away to the inspection lab that Monica told him about, he breached the door with the scan of an ID card and dipped into the slightly warmer room. Looking down to his subjects, Jon could only sigh as he moved the Umbreon to the inspection table first, heaving her body onto the steel table and looking upon her sadly. As much as he wanted a job here to help with his Pokemon anatomy and doctorate degree, he didn't think he'd feel this bad while looking down to a vulnerable, exposed corpse of one of his favorite Pokemon. Jon's gloved hands gently set the dark furred canine to the table, ever so softly running along her limp body from the sides to the legs, pressing the rings along her thighs and making her paws jostle a bit. The movement allowed him to see the Umbreon's vagina, the structure of the feral canine cunt making him feel all too horny to be okay, seeing how it gaped with the death she experienced.

"Mmmm..." He hummed, carefully pulling the broken neck dark type close to his body, pressing her side to his belly and looking at her relaxed face. One gloved hand pressed against the closed eyelids, slowly dragging them open to show blank, lifeless, cross-eyed red eyes that shimmered in the fluorescent light, almost as if she had a spark of life left. "Umbreon?" Jon inquired to the corpse, leaning in and bringing his voice to a whisper while getting closer to the oval shaped ears. "Would you like me to make you feel good? I know you're a corpse, but having a bit of fun post mortem shouldn't... hurt. Nothing can hurt you now, you cute thing, only make you feel you better." His question fell onto deaf ears, but it wasn't like a lifeless Pokemon could reject, or accept, an offer like that.

With a groan, Jon unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down just enough, momentarily sitting on the near frozen steel inspection table. He barely cared; he would disinfect it after. Once again, his hands would grasp the Umbreon, this time by the pits of her forelegs, drawing her up and placing her within his lap. Staring at the agape maw and unfocused eyes, he bit his lip as his throbbing cock pressed against the exposed cunt, feeling the limp legs fall away as if her begging for him to use her corpse like a masturbation tool! His cock started to press into the cold, dry cunt slowly, grunting without any lubrication to help his journey within the lovely Poke-doll he held, pressing into her small vagina nice and slowly. Although the Umbreon was dead, he still cared for her as he slipped one hand up her back to slowly straighten her neck, the other holding onto her rear to guide him in the breeding of his first corpse.

"F-fuck...~" Jon moaned as he pressed in deep, pushing his tip against the dark type's cervix, unable to feel any resistance other than the natural tightness of the cave he was breeding. Holding onto the Umbreon like he would lose her any moment, he grunted and thrusted in deeper and deeper, his tip prying its way into the canine's empty womb. The corpse was warming up while pressed close to his shirt, the limp ears and tail bouncing with every single thrust, all four of her limbs flopping uselessly as Jon used her body like a cum dump.

He was driven to lean in, kissing the dark type right on the yellow ring in the middle of her head, the stench of death and grass filling his nostrils as he gave the canine lifeless affection. Both of Jon's arms squeezed tighter around the plush, dead Umbreon, giving her a tight squeeze enough to pop the final bits of tension within her lower back! Grunting in satisfaction and surprise, he shoved in deeper and put pressure on the back wall of the womb, hugging the Eeveelution as he filled her canine cunt with his human cock, balls kissing the opening of her lustfully lose cavern. A hand stroked along the corpse's silky-smooth fur, giving the disturbance needed to have a few small leaves drop away from the shattered neck of the cute, floppy Umbreon doll.

Panting and groaning, Jon continued to speed up as he rubs and loved on the Umbreon; giving her all the affection he assumes she was denied in life. "F-fucking hell... you're such a good girl, so good... ~" His lustful moans carried to her ears, the hand along her neck easing up to lift one of the floppy ovalsof-listening to his lips, giving the softer inner edge a sloppy kiss. "Was it that... Leafeon that got you?" The words carried with a protective tint to them, holding the soft canine close and speeding up, making her rear slap against his lap with each thrust.

"With that scent... the angle of your neck... oh, you're such a poor little thing, I wish I got to you... sooner... f-fuck...~" He finally moaned out while bottoming within the Umbreon, spilling his hot seed into her lifeless womb, filling the small canine love tunnel with his juicy spunk. The salty liquid started to pour out of the dark type as Jon continued his fucking, bringing her butt up and then pulling her back down, enough force to make her ruby eyes roll around in her head! He was insanely aroused, the idea of an Umbreon all to himself? One that didn't disobey and took his breeding with bliss? The orgasm brought a clarity to his mind, Jon finally feeling that wanting to love on the dead and give them affection, romantic as well as sexual, was something special in its own right!

Panting and squeezing the Eeveelution close to his chest, he laid back and held the neck snapped dark type like he would lose her in the next second if he didn't hold on tight. She was effectively a plush at this point, being held and handled like a cute little object that would listen without question. "Ha..." He panted while rubbing one of the ears between his fingers, feeling the cooled body and lack of any blood flow. "Did you like that, Umbreon?" Jon asked to the corpse, not expecting any answer other than the silence the Eeveelution's limp vocal cords could manage. "Mhm... if it was that Leafeon that got you, sweetie, I might have to punish him. You were too cute to get a neck snap like that, but you're a good girl." He sighed while petting the head of the Umbreon, his thumb gently pushing against the eyelid and revealing one of the gorgeous, lifeless rubies locked in her head.

Groaning as he relaxed, allowing his cock to grow flaccid within his pretty doll, Jon's cum stained his crotch and dripped down to wet his pants. The Umbreon could barely care, sleeping the eternal sleep cuddled up to her caretaker and handler, the only warmth in her body from the cock within her and the arms around her. However sweet the snuggling was, it had to end as Jon nudged the dark type aside and sat up, drawing his pants up his legs and hiding away his cum coated cock once again.

His attention turned to the limp Vaporeon, slowly moving his arms around her like coddling a child, picking up the water type Eeveelution and transporting her to the examination table next to the cum filled Umbreon. Her corpse was laid there on her back, the tail covering her sex and nipple nubs starting to slip after the movement. Jon caught this and carefully set the tail aside, allowing it to dangle off the table and show off the entire cyan body, the blank black eyes gazing lifelessly towards some other horizon in his general direction. A soft sigh sounded from the caretaker's lips as his gloved hands began to run up the mostly smooth belly of the Vaporeon, his digits rolling across each of the nipples and towards the neck, where most of the damage was.

"Oh, let me guess," Jon spoke to himself as well as the cute, slightly tubby Vaporeon sprawled out before him, "It was the Leafeon who got you, too? Hmm..." He sighed while feeling the bruised neck, using one hand to press the webbed fin out of the way to get a proper look at it. With how the purple bruise was textured, it did look rather plant like with random, squirming lines like wild vines crawling along her neck. The picture of the Vaporeon and Umbreon being strangled by the yet untouched Leafeon made Jon minorly upset, more disappointed how the Leafeon was murderous and got comeuppance without his help. "I swear, that Leafeon caused a bit too much damage, hasn't he?" He spoke again to the Vaporeon, putting a finger into her mouth and feeling across the flat, plant eating teeth with a smile, playing with her tongue and squeezing it between his pointer finger and thumb before drawing it out.

His arousal only lulled for a moment after his orgasm, an erection already pitching a tent in his pants while playing with the corpse that would be a good bit of sushi if everything went well. Dragging her closer by her maw, the soft squeak of her dried figure along the steel table signaling how she got closer to her caretaker. With a sharp inhale, Jon bent down and gave a lick to the dolphin-like vagina of the Vaporeon, giving it some much needed moisture, whether he liked the taste or smell of dead fish was besides the point. His tongue wiggled deep within the cyan folds before drawing out, a few bubbles of saliva squeezing out of the tight, aquatic cave of a cunt, showing to Jon the task of fucking he had here.

Although he set her up for a good bit of breeding, the tongue now lulling out of her limp maw made him reconsider, placing one of his blue gloves along her cunt and digging his fingers nice and deep! Jon moved the Vaporeon around, having her head hanging off the end of the table with the limp tongue almost licking at her own nose, getting a smile from the necrophiliac. Undoing his pants once again, the caretaker prodded his exposed, slightly moist cock into the dry maw of the strangled water type, sighing while feeling the tongue and tight throat gently embrace his lustful bits. Pressing in deeper and putting the cold, almost frozen nose to his balls, Jon started to throat fuck the limp and loose throat! Keeping a hand fingering the tight cunt of the Vaporeon, he ensured the lifeless corpse would at least get something in return, if she could feel the sexual love he was giving her from both ends.

It was oddly romantic how Jon continued to pleasure the Pokemon that were murdered and placed into his care and trust, from hugging the Umbreon and now fingering the Vaporeon? What more would he do to the adorable creatures that deserved just a little bit more love? Although he wasn't thinking of how he would give pleasure to others, all of Jon's conscious mind was focused on throat fucking the empty bellied Vaporeon, using his fingers deep within her. His other hand pressed along her belly and gave each nipple a soft rubbing, making the corpse feel a bit of after life pleasure as he got off himself. Pounding deeper and deeper within her throat, the balls gently slapping against the cool nose and almost hitting the dead eyes, his speed stayed rather consistent as he made love to the lovely creature.

Each thrust within her limp maw got the caretaker closer and closer to orgasming and giving the sweet sushi a bit of filling! One of his hands felt the slightly tubby belly and caressed the entire form of the Vaporeon, giving her the bodily affection as her corpse was gently held and teased, almost tickled in some places. Reaching lower and lower towards the neck, Jon felt his own cock making a bulge within the gilled throat of the water type, feeling the almost ribbed texture they gave to the fuck hole. Grunting and giving one final thrust, he began to orgasm within the dry throat of the limp Eeveelution, eyes rolling back in pleasure as he began to draw out. Cum started to gush from the gills, staining the other glove and the smooth, cyan skin of the Vaporeon, his speed increasing to milk as much pleasure and jizz as possible from his body.

Exhausted and panting, Jon drew his fingers from the saliva filled cunt of the sweet cuddle fish as he laid on top of her, leaving his balls shivered against the chilled nose of the Eeveelution. His face was buried in the soft, cold belly of the Vaporeon, able to feel the layer of fat that allowed her innards to stay warm in chilled environments, even though her shut off bodily functions didn't help this. Fingers tracing the lovely anatomy of the cute corpse, leaning in and suckling on one of the pinched erect nipples, even though he knew no milk would come from her. Regaining his strength after a moment, Jon pushed himself away and drew his cock out of the limp maw, leaving it hanging open and a small stream of cum dripping into the inky black eye of the Vaporeon.

Moving away and hurriedly drawing his pants up, the caretaker snagged up a handful of cleaning towelettes from the examination room, taking them to the two cum filled Pokemon. Using one or two towelettes, Jon cleaned the Umbreon first, wiping her dripping canine cunt and pulling out most of the cum after gentle fingering. He would then then stuff another towelette within in order to catch more that hasn't dripped out of the lovely hole just yet. Turning his attention to the Vaporeon, Jon knelt in front of her and began to clean the cum out of her eye first, then wiggling the same cloth into her maw to clean her throat as well. Upon withdrawing the cloth, he gave the cute fish a kiss and then cleaned her gills, almost fingering the unused breathing channels to properly clean his jizz from her body. Lastly, one towelette was pressed to the water type's sex and cleaned the splattered saliva, cleaning both of the lovely corpses nicely.

Gazing at the pair, Jon's attention was snatched up by the tight pucker shown off by the Umbreon, her tail flopped over to the side and bent at an awkward angle. The canine almost seemed to be inviting her caretaker to get a good taste of her little pink star of an asshole, showing off her ebony furred body and cloth stuffed cunt to the necrophiliac. Even in death, she had a viciously flirty attitude! It was enough of a lure to send Jon pressing himself in close, giving the musky tailhole a soft lick up its folds, pressing his face into the soft furred cheeks, his nose pressing them apart. The sweet, tangy taste of flowers and pollen came from the squishy butt of the canine, the tongue lapping across the vulnerable folds being almost overwhelmed with the taste, but it still wanted more. Jon pressed in and made sure to clean out the butt of his favorite Eeveelution, giving the dead Umbreon a good tongue fucking in her tight, barely used asshole. Gasping as he pulled away from the clean love tunnel of the dark type, the necrophiliac gave the butt a gentle pat and watched it jiggle from the jolt that he sent through it with the soft slap.

His attention was finally turned to the naughty boy sprawled out on the cart, the Leafeon's plush rear up in the air with blood dripping down his pale-yellow face. Bringing a gloved hand, Jon caressed the exposed butt and gave it a soft slap, sighing while looking at the corpse with a disappointed glare that would put experienced mothers to shame. "Well, Leafeon, you really were mean, weren't you?" He said, carefully drawing the canine body to his chest and flopping the plant type onto the inspection table, further away from the two girls he presumably killed before dying himself. "Even though you were a bad plant, I can't help it. What got you all roughed up, too?" Jon inquired, pressing his hands along the stomach of the fluffy plant, running his gloved fingers along the rough, untamed fur.

Feeling over the corpse with a careful and caring touch, the caretaker could feel ribs broken and shattered within the Leafeon, only able to let out a sorrowful sigh. With the assumption of the smaller creature being destroyed by a large Pokemon after he killed the Umbreon and Vaporeon, Jon could feel a mixture of sorrow and joy rising in his chest while glaring down at the little murderer. His hands rolled up further, feeling the wilting chest leaf on the Leafeon's body, then easing up to the neck to feel a few blood clots in the veins and arteries. It was a shame to have the corpse before him with so much internal damage, even feeling a bit of internal bleeding along the grass type's guts, but Jon could only do so much to help a Pokemon after it becomes a corpse.

"So, little guy." He addressed the lovely little Leafeon, exposed with his shaft barely showing a prick of his cock. "I'm curious, why did you kill the two cuties?" Jon asked, barely expecting an answer while leaning into the large leaf-like ears, giving it a nibble as his hand darted down to grasp the Eeveelution's exposed balls. They felt nice and full, if not a bit too full, his thumb rolling over them and giving the yellow furred sheath some attention. Prodding a finger into the shaft, Jon rubbed against the red canine cock, almost attempting to coax it out for the Leafeon's final bit of pleasure. "I suppose you've already suffered enough, haven't you? I might as well give you a few minutes of pleasure, but I won't be the nicest. I hope you know that, you adorable little plant."

With his teasing affection, Jon's fingers tried to spread the tight sheath's opening, trying to fit two digits within the lazily eyed Leafeon's body, wanting to get the cock out of its hidey-hole. Wiggling and grunting with the difficulty to get it out without hurting the corpse's mostly pristine body, the caretaker eventually gave in and moved his head down to the cold belly. As his lips ensnared the tip of the shaft, Jon sucked and gasped as the canine cock began to fill his mouth, the slimy texture making him almost gag as it touched his tongue! The taste of pre cum filled his mouth as he moved away from the lilac scented Eeveelution's belly, having gotten close enough to get a decent whiff of the odor. Now with his eyes looking towards the slimy cock, Jon gently gripped it and began to tug upwards, pulling more and more of the red fucking toy out of the canine's body.

"That's it, that's a good boy, show me that pretty little cock~" The necrophiliac said, watching as the knot strained against the rim of the sheath, the fat tying tool trying to escape from its tight prison. With a satisfactory groan, the shaft was fully exposed with the dripping knot exposed, covered in both water vapor as well as the last orgasm of the musky Leafeon. "Well, I think it's about time I give you just a little bit more attention, yea?" Jon said, kissing the forehead of the Eeveelution. "I forgive you, but you'll have to work extra hard to get the girls to forgive you, too." He said in that caring, affectionate voice.

While he cooed soft nothings into the leaf ear, Jon began to jerk off the Eeveelution and tease his cock with a few touches along the curved tip. Feeling his chilled dick and using the slime of his last orgasm, the Leafeon was pleasured with the gloved hand giving him a sweet orgasm from the grave! Although, Jon wasn't getting much pleasure himself, so his plan changed halfway through masturbating the Eeveelution's cock. He pulled the Leafeon closer, spreading the brown paws away and pressing his cock to the asshole, pressing into the tightest hole and grunting as the Pokemon took it surprisingly easy. Shuddering and moaning, the caretaker began to fuck the Leafeon, watching as his tongue lulled uselessly out of his dead head and those pure brown eyes roll around helplessly within the skull. The visual of a grass type, one associated with life, dead and flopping around like a silly toy was one that turned Jon on, making his thrusts grow harder and more erratically paced as he continued.

Soft groans of pleasure came as Jon fucked the final Eeveelution, shoving his cock deep into the tight asshole to only slap his balls against the grass type's! Reaching down low, the caretaker began to jerk off the Leafeon once again, using the corpse's erect cock as a handle to fuck harder and harder as he edged closer to his own orgasm. "O-oh fuck, what a good little fuck hole you are, you naughty little plant~ You need a good... watering, don't you?" He groaned and leaned in, biting at the floppy leaflet of an ear, ripping into the moist and wilting greenery to leave a decently sized bite within it. Jon could barely stop himself now, humping and laying over top the pale yellow Leafeon, pressing his shirt to the fluffy back while fucking the tight asshole raw.

Jon slipped out of the asshole for a moment, allowing his lips to kiss the slimy canine cock before him, giving it a gentle lick along the sensitive underside. He licked and suckled on the cock, giving the swollen knot a kiss on top before slamming his hips back into the Leafeon's plush butt, sending his cock burrowing deep inside! Finally, with a gentle gasp, the caretaker began to orgasm within the third corpse, finally emptying his balls all the way as his white seed would attempt to impregnate the plant. The rim of the tight tail hole squeezed against the shaft as Jon exited, panting and exhausted from his activities, almost collapsing on the examination table of the morgue next to his three cuddly Eeveelutions.

It was heartbreaking to say goodbye to them, rubbing each of their heads in turn and giving their cold noses kisses before piling them carefully back onto the cart. Jon then wheeled them down to their containers, slipping each of them away in a modest position as they would await his return or another examiner, the air tight doors of the vaults sealing away the valuable toys. The cool air of the vaults graced his skin while he placed each of them in turn away, giving the corpses a slight smile while sealing them away once again.

As his final act of the day, he disappeared into the office and began to write a report for each of the three, well-behaved Eeveelution corpses. First, he wrote for the Umbreon, noting how her neck felt shattered and her body seemed fine other than that, jotting down how there were no abnormalities within her crimson eyes or any tufts of fur ripped or pulled out of her flesh, only a smooth jet-black coat. Second, the Vaporeon was noted as having vine-like strangle marks just below the neck fin, the gills seeming damaged as if something was shoved in there that wasn't meant to be in there; no abnormalities along her body either. Lastly, the report for the Leafeon was written about, stating how it felt like he had many broken bones if not internal bleeding as well as bite marks along the leaves, sorrowfully noting how he was the most likely to need incineration for risk of contamination of the area. As all of the files were reported and slipped into their respective categories, Jon breathed a heavy sigh of relief as he reclined in the office chair, satisfied with his first day and looking forward to a long career within the morgue.

Necro-Poke-Philia 2

By: Monica Vix

It was a quiet night doing the most boring but most necessary of jobs for Jon: filing paperwork of the corpses in the morgue that have been inspected. He has worked here for around two or three months, quietly doing the paperwork and autopsy work on wild Pokemon that wound up in the morgue. A pen effortlessly gliding along papers, the tapping of a keyboard, the long sips of bitter coffee; it was all the usual work.

There was a ringing from Jon's phone, an urgent ringing from his boss, Monica. Upon answering it, her somewhat panicked voice came over the receiver. "Jon, Jon! Are you in your office? We need you by the loading bay!" She said, the sound of somewhat messy driving coming over the speaker as the owner of this morgue was unprofessionally talking with a rather bombastically entertained and enthralled voice. "I'm working with the police and, and, there was a big bust! I'll tell you more when I get there, which is in five minutes, so hurry!"

Click! As the smartphone's screen faded to black, Jon was left somewhat stunned by the sudden check in call from his eccentric boss. Whenever there was some big event of crimes involving Pokemon or anything like this, there was a frantic and almost psychopathic lull in her voice. This time, it was much more intense than usual.

With a long sigh, Jon got up from his desk and began to make his way down to the loading dock. "What the hell happened this time..." he said with a soft groan, the not so fun paperwork having drained his mood. By the time he got down there, coffee cup in hand, the great big door opened. As the door opened and a truck began to file back into the loading bay, a tarp covering multiple larger corpses. Then, as the big bay doors shut, the driver's side of the truck opened and Monica stepped out.

"Okay, here's the scoop and the job!" The woman said, stepping out and getting a cart for the bodies. "You're getting paid overtime if you take too long with this because it needs to be done tonight. There was a raid on an illegal Pokemon drugging and selling operation, the Pokemon fought back, a lot were killed. This is the first batch of three and these are for you to take care of." She dramatically lifted the tarp off and shown a Braixen, Lucario, and Umbreon all riddled with bullet holes, blood and dirt matted in their furs.

Jon looked at them and slowly began to pull the male Lucario onto the cart by the legs, huffing with the sheer size of the canine almost his size. "I'm going to assume the usual stuff? Clean them, take note of injuries, store them?" He said while wriggling his fingers into the warm fluff of the female Braixen's arms, dragging her onto the taller Lucario.

Nodding while slowly scooping up the small, male Umbreon into her arms, Monica continued. "On top of blood and drug tests for them! Gotta know if those psychos were giving these guys cocaine or whatever else they like to give to Pokemon to make them... appetizing to buy." She set the dark furred animal onto the fluffy belly of the vixen and patted it. "Well, you got your instructions. And the usual paperwork, but you do that so fast it almost doesn't need to be said. Have a good night!"

With a simple nod and not too many questions, Jon took the trio of corpses away to the cleaning room. The sound of the truck starting up once again and driving out the moment the loading bay door was open filled the air the simple worker escorted the corpses away. All of the floppy, dead, warm bodies were taken to a small room like a bathroom. Leaving the cart by the tub, Jon began to run the water and get gloves on for the wet and hot process.

First his gentle touch brought the limp, medium dog sized Umbreon off of the small pile of bodies. He slowly set the black furred body into the warm water, ever so carefully running his hands over the bullet holes along the plush chest. Keeping the head out of the water, the lifeless red eyes seemed to be locked in an expression of pure thankfulness, the mouth lulled open in a gasp for breath. A sponge in a gloved hand rolled over the Umbreon's black fur, gently sponging out the dirt and blood from his warm little body. Rolling against the oval ears and down the sleek furred back, Jon's hands scrubbed the corpse of one of his favorite Pokemon. His hands rolled over the plush belly, down further to feel the small sheath and balls in his grasp; the warmth radiating from the corpse was intoxicating.

Setting the soft black and yellow Umbreon off to the side and giving him a gentle scrubbing to wash all the water and soap out of his fur, the worker turned his attention to the Braixen. Being heavier and larger, he struggled for a moment to lift her fluffy form into the tub, having to keep half of her entire body out to even begin washing her. Taking up the sponge once more, Jon began to scrub and clean her stomach, rolling along the bleeding bullet holes that riddled the black, yellow, and red fur. Soaking the sponge and moving upward, the Braixen's pretty face stained with blood from a headshot was scrubbed clean, her lovely blue eyes being closed in the process. Cleaning lower down, along her soft thighs and warm slit, Jon quickly began to pull out the vixen's corpse as he noticed a stream of piss from rigor mortis starting to fill the hot bath!

Repeating the process of setting the body aside and giving it a gentle, caring rinsing and drying, Jon's attention was then placed on the Lucario. Noticing the erect canine cock, the worker slowly moved in and gently touched it with his soaped-up glove. A groan came from the what would be corpse, the fighting type Pokemon completely awake and groaning, whimpering, whining in pain. It was a surprise, to be sure, but Jon would come closer as the glimmering amber eyes flicked open. He was experienced in the field enough to know that there was no real saving the pretty canine, so he gave the Lucario a simple smile and spoke in a hushed tone.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. It hurts a lot right now, right?" He spoke in a calming voice, his gloved hand slowly rubbing the feral dog dick. "I'm gonna help that pain go away, okay? It'll be... a little worse for a moment, but it'll feel better after. Does that sound nice?" Jon spoke to the Lucario like a concerned parent, watching the little whimpering nod come from the jackal like Pokemon. Nodding himself in return, both of his hands were placed to the Lucario's chin and the other to his forehead. Then, with a quick SNAP the jackal spasmed for only a moment and fell dead, limply lying on the cart like he did before he woke up in pain.

Not wanting the tub to be filled with more corpse piss, Jon gently began to massage above the Lucario's still erect cock, trying to see if he had any to give. Finding no sign of a full bladder, he struggled to lift the largest of the three figures into the tub. With the water filling up to his bullet filled belly, the limp and twitchy canine laid there in the warm water, a sponge rolling against his body. It was just the usual cleaning other than the occasional twitch from the corpse, the warmth slowly leaving the body.

Once all three of the corpses were properly washed and prepared for their journey into the bowels of the morgue, Jon piled them on together. The cart with mostly dry, stone dead, and pleasantly warm Pokemon was wheeled into the main body of the morgue, going past the usual storage containers for bodies and onto the testing lab. It was a little uneasy for Jon as he poked the three corpses one after another with needles again and again. Blood, samples of muscle content, even on how fertile they were! There were about five extractions from each, the needles taking away much needed data as the tests would take time.

Even though it was protocol to set the corpses away in the little metal boxes with name tags and such, there was a panging in Jon's heart to do more than seal away the lovely, limp bodies. After setting the first batch of tests to begin, the horny human slowly began to free his bulge from the restraints of jeans. Jon pressed his cock between the warm bodies of the Braixen and Lucario, feeling the bullet wounds pressing against his sensitive shaft. While using the two limp bodies to play with his cock for a moment, his free hand rubbed against the Umbreon's head in a gentle petting.

"Mmmm... do you want to go first, little guy?" His soft words flowed down to the limp, dark furred Pokemon. As he pulled away and slowly grabbed the plush ass of the feral Umbreon, Jon gently pulled at the plump asshole to stretch it. "Nice and tight for me? Thank you, I really appreciate this...~" Jon's praise groaned through the air as his fully erect cock pierced into the Umbreon's tight asshole, stretching it around its girth and eventually pressing in deep enough so their balls were touching!

A lovely groan came as the man put his warmth all the way within the smaller Pokemon's body, starting to bend over the Umbreon and the pair of corpses it was resting on. The black furred Pokemon was nice and warm, a sweet heat radiating from the tight asshole that seemed to even warm up Jon's cock! With slow and steady thrusts, the aroused morgue worker gently held the Umbreon's mouth open with his fingers, thrusting and pressing in nice and deep. Heat rising between the two bodies, dead and alive, the erect cock slapped its balls against the limp corpses', then slowly withdrew all the way from the tight tailhole.

Jon wrapped his hands around the Umbreon's torso, pulling the corpse up and turning him around until the lifeless red eyes were gazing at him. The erect cock was gingerly slipped onto the open maw of the Pokemon, sliding down the tight and narrow throat as far down as it would go. Moans of pure pleasure came as Jon slowly leaned back, dragging the plush Umbreon off of the Braixen's lifeless body, making the black furred Pokemon be supported completely by the cock in its mouth! Steady thrusts in and out of the sweet maw came as the gentle hands held and supported the soft Pokemon, holding and rubbing the plush body and feeling the still warmth that was in his flesh.

"I'd try to take you home if I could, you cute little Umbreon~" Jon groaned as he thrusted in deeper than before, his balls slapping against the chin of the canine. "Clean you up, have you as a snuggly little plush toy...~ Mmmm~ But I'll get in a lot of trouble with that, so I'll play with you while you're here. Does that sound okay?" His words lustfully groaned to the floppy ears of the Umbreon in his grasp, looking down into the blank, blissfully empty red eyes.

Gingerly tugging the canine off of his shaft, Jon pulled the dead Pokemon close to his chest and gave him a little kiss on the forehead, right in the middle of the yellow ring. Setting the Umbreon aside on the desk, away from any important papers, the worker's attention was directed to the pair of bodies lying on the cart. They were moist, the water from the little bath they had still mattin the red and yellow fur of the Braixen and the blue and black fur of the Lucario.

With how the pair of bodies laid against one another, the morgue worker smirked as an idea sparked in his mind. Jon's soft hands rolled up against the Braixen's body, heaving the vixen up to his body. The warmth of her flesh was pleasant, the cold grasp of death not affecting her severely enough to cool the fluffy fire that was her furred body. Holding the limp corpse in his arms, almost pulling her body into a hug, Jon turned her around to face away from himself. Shuffling around, he would push the Braixen down onto the Lucario, making a soft slap as flesh and fur connected against itself again.

Adjusting the legs and limp arms, the two anthropomorphic Pokemon looked like they were embraced in a lustful sixty-nine position. The Braixen's soft and floppy tongue lulling out on the erect Lucario cock, muzzle pressed into the musky and warm sheath. It was a cute scene that Jon constructed with the warm bodies draped over each other in a lovely embrace, pulling out his phone to take a picture of the pair locked in a dead hug. The Lucario's face was even buried between the plush thighs of his vixen friend, warm and wet nose against the warm slit!

Snickering to himself while snapping a few more pictures of the lovely scene before him, Jon returned to his work for only a moment. As soon as the brief bit of starting a new blood test came, the worker's attention went to the open mouth of the Braixen laying against the jackal; her limp, welcoming maw was a perfect spot for his erect shaft. With his cock slowly slipping within the warm mouth of the corpse, Jon sighed in pleasure as his balls rested against the Lucario's cock right beneath.

Gentle hands grasped the fluffy ears of the floppy fox, the worker starting to thrust his hips deeper into her warm tunnel. Feeling the limp tongue and unmoving jaw against the sensitive shaft as it slipped in deeper and deeper, Jon let out a lustful moan. Braixen's teeth scraped lightly on the underside of the throbbing cock deep within her throat, drawing even more pleasure for the one using her corpse beyond her life. The erect cock of the Lucario rubbed against Jon's own sensitive bits, one of the human's hands going from the fluffy Braixen ear to the warm shaft of the jackal's corpse.

Throat fucking the lovely vixen and giving a hand job to the Lucario limp beneath her body. Both of the bigger Pokemon were played with, their soft and malleable bodies laying there for Jon's complete pleasure. Seeing the eyes rolled back in deadly bliss in the Braixen's skull, the necrophiliac groaned as his shaft was slowly pulled out of the wet and warm mouth. He would slowly crouch down to be face to face with the vixen Pokemon and the Lucario's erect cock, smelling the sweet musk and saliva from the respective sources.

Gasping as the morgue worker kissed the Braixen's lulling maw, wriggling his tongue and tasting the saliva of the fresh corpse. The sweet musk of the Lucario's standing cock was lingering into Jon's mouth; his lips pressed to the vixen's while the smell wafted into his nose. Suckling on the Braixen's tongue, he slowly moved away and dragged out the warm, soft bit of flesh before turning to the erect cock.

Jon dragged himself away with a lustful sigh, pressing his face into the warm balls of the fresher corpse, the body heat barely leaving at all. The sweat, dirt, all of the blood that dribbled down; it all flooded into his nose and filled the necrophiliac with pure arousal. The scent, even the spittle from the Braixen looming above the cock, was just intoxicating and lovely. Nuzzling his nose into the blue furred nuts of the Lucario, Jon could only groan and stick his tongue out to lick the fluffy balls. The taste was just as intense as the smell; only the most intense of scents and tastes remained after the simple washing.

Sliding away from the tasty cock and balls, Jon sighed while starting to lift the Braixen off of the Lucario's body. Her larger body was set onto the floor, leaning against the desk ever-so carefully so the vixen wouldn't fall over. As the morgue worker set the Braixen aside, he then slowly pressed himself against the Lucario's limp body; his body laid down across the jackal's warm form. Jon pressed his cock on the face of the Pokemon, his face nuzzling once again into the warm, smelly crotch. Burying his face into the blue furred sheath and crotch, the necrophiliac groaned while sniffing the matted in scents that just flooded, completely embraced his nose.

Grinding his crotch against the softened lips of the Lucario, Jon huffed while teasing the cock in front of his face with his hands. Having a sweet and sensual embrace with the limp jackal, much like what the Braixen before him did, sparked a lustful wave of pleasure to wrap around the worker's body. Jon could feel where the warmth of the vixen was on the Lucario before he moved her limp body aside, taking a moment to look away from the erect canine cock to look at the fox leaning against the desk. The freeing feeling of being in complete control of these corpses has such a blissful sensation to the necrophiliac. The pleasure led him to thrust his cock into the open, limp, helpless mouth of the Lucario trapped in the warmth of death beneath him.

As his cock head speared down the warm, the all-encompassing throat of the jackal without any gagging or hesitation from the Pokemon graciously accepted it and took the tip all the way to the back of the throat. Jon began to throat fuck the Lucario, his balls slapping against the dead jackal's face again and again and mushing the warm and wet nose into his sack. The corpse's cock in front of him didn't go unattended as he enjoyed himself; his hands reached forward and began to stroke the large, canine dick, rubbing against the still, blood filled veins. Recent death throes of the Pokemon warm and still like a heating rock had the knotted dick standing high as if he was in lust while in the afterlife!

When the blaring beeping of the machine reading the blood samples of the three Pokemon in the office started to steal away Jon's attention, a disappointed groan came as him. He buried his face in the blue fluff of Lucario's sheath and balls, tasting the musk and sweat along with the soap he used earlier; all he wanted to do was enjoy this and not have to worry about working! The beeping subsided, but Jon knew that he had to get up and start the next test or else he'll be here all night; although it wasn't a bad idea to him. Leaving his cock slathered in the saliva of the recently deceased jackal, the morgue worker sluggishly returned to his work after pulling himself off of the lovely Lucario.

Changing out the blood samples, changing what sort of test was preformed, and the labor inducing task of copying down the results took the better part of half an hour. Through his long stretch of working on the midway point of his results, Jon had the company of the limp and longest dead Braixen! Her mouth was heaven in the same way the Lucario's was, just completely wrapped around his cock and keeping it rather warm. The soft and fluffy fur of her ears were petted idly again and again through the work he had to do, keeping one hand on his fuck toy fox and the other on his pen.

The cooling embrace of death had started to affect the three Pokemon as far as Jon could tell. The warmth from the Braixen against his cock was definitely colder than before, maybe just barely above room temperature because of the warmth of his shaft! The Umbreon he kept close on the desk, within petting distance like it was a house cat, was slowly becoming colder and colder with every pet. As the work was finished and put on hold until his manager Monica could come back and look over it, Jon slowly pulled the chilled Umbreon into his lap as he waited.

As his fingers pressed into the soft and squishy belly of the dead Umbreon, he could feel how the skin and fur was cooler to the touch. It was almost room temperature by the feeling in the small canine's body! Moving down further, the stiffness of death was palpable in the firmness of the Umbreon's sheathed cock and plump balls. All muscles have gone limp and had a stiff, unmoving feeling to them, as if the Pokemon has been asleep for days on end without any moving! The sweat and moisture from before has dried on the Umbreon's small, plush like body; all of the black fur was so soft and clean while laying a little ruffled over the messier bullet holes.

Jon sighed as he slowly rubbed the small canine's head, pressing the matte black rear against the Braixen's face, his erection slowly fading in the vixen's maw. Tugging at the fluffy ears of the fox to pull her open maw from his dick, the necrophiliac slowly pressed his length against the soft sheath of his Umbreon corpse toy. The cooler temperature of the plush belly was a familiar sensation to Jon as he slowly pulled his own cock down lower, pressing it against the plump tailhole and slowly slipped in. The Braixen, still caught between his legs, was held close with knees wrapped around her shoulders and squeezing her to stay on her knees.

Feeling the tightness fade away from the relaxation and cooling the corpse went under, Jon sighed and began to get up. First, he set the Umbreon on the desk once more, then let his hands gingerly move the Braixen to rest against the wall under the desk. As he stood and carefully backed away to not disturb the elegantly balanced fox corpse, Jon scooped up the Umbreon once again into his arms and carried his limp body away towards the Lucario, just a few feet behind.

Approaching the cart that the stiff, cooling jackal was on, the necrophiliac plopped the dark furred canine right onto the anthropomorphic jackal's stomach. Shifting the Umbreon down further on the limp Lucario's stomach, pressing the plump asshole to the barely erect canine dick beneath. Jon's hands gently cupped both the dark butt of the Eeveelution and the sheathed cock of the jackal slowly pushing the two corpses together to bask in the tiny embers of warmth they shared. With spit being dribbled from the necrophiliac's open mouth onto the larger canine's cock, he pushed Lucario's dick slowly and firmly into the tight tailhole of the Umbreon!

It definitely looked like a tight fit, there being no way for the Eeveelution's butt to take the weighty knot of the much larger canine. With a slight snicker, Jon took a step back and observed the scene he was making between the two Pokemon. He shifted in and moved the Lucario's great paws against the Umbreon's smaller body as if he was embracing the Eeveelution and moving him along his cock. Chuckling and stepping away again, Jon began to take pictures of the two embraced together in gay, necrophiliac anal.

While moving to get a better picture, the morgue worker taking a break from his job accidentally stepped on the Braixen's leg! It was enough to make the vixen fall over with a meaty thunk against the desk, slumping down with her legs sliding between Jon's. Sucking his teeth in disappointment, the worker set aside his phone and kneeled down to the limp corpse, gingerly taking the yellow, black, and red furred fox into his arms. Jon's fingers rolled against the soft furred skull of the Braixen, trying to feel if the fall was enough to cause more damage to the already dead beauty. Gently holding and prodding the skull of the vixen, barring the bullet hole in the dead middle her forehead, the worker tried to make sure he wouldn't get in trouble for further damaging a body!

Finding nothing, Jon sighed and pulled the limp fox close to his chest in a warm embrace, feeling the coolness of her corpse against him. Fingers tangling in the Braixen's matted fur, the warmth he gifted to the long dead body, the limp mouth and cool nose pressing against his neck; it was all a blissful sensation to hold the dead fox so close. With his digits grasping onto the soft fluff of the back of the relatively uninjured Braixen's head, Jon pulled her closer into his body and rest her muzzle against his shoulder.

Grunting as he slipped his other hand down her back and cupping the black furred butt, the necrophiliac pulled back and started to stand up with the fox securely held in his loving arms. Squeezing Braixen in close and feeling her limp arms roll and flop against his arms, Jon smiled and heaved her up. The cooled, stiff cunt was against his bulging crotch, the same dick that was taking refuge in the once warm mouth just a few minutes earlier. Pressing her against the wall, feeling the cold body slump within his grasp like the helpless, vixen shaped doll it was.

Huffing and groaning as he pressed his chest firmly against the plush furred front of the Braixen, Jon pulled his hand out from behind her head down towards his cock. With a little shifting around, he pressed the hot and heavy tip against the black lower lips of the vixen, feeling the stiffness in her folds while pressing in. The muscles had no intention of moving in any way and felt unused for days, even though she was alive and well around two hours ago. Cool, unmoving, firm; it all described the shivering snatch that ever so softly squeezed around Jon's cock as he thrust in deeper into it, feeling the once furnace like walls limp and soft.

A sigh came as he pressed in, squeezing the chilled black butt of the poor Braixen, burying his nose into her supple neck. Sniffing and smelling the dirt and sweat -- and a few hints of blood -- deep in the matted fur, groaning with the lovely scent that filled his nose. Taking this vixen, Jon's last prize to care for and touch so roughly in play, was too much bliss for the one moment of placing his balls against the cool cheeks of the dead Braixen.

"Ahh... yea...~ That's good...~" Jon groaned out as he drew himself out, then slipping his cock deeper into the chilled vixen's cunt. Even thought the cold flesh wasn't squeezing on his shaft like it would've an hour ago, it was still the most pleasurable hole to fuck and fill with his dick. Soft, cool black fur pressed against Jon's crotch as he slapped himself deep within the Braixen's dead and stiff snatch.

The thrusts and groans the necrophiliac made blinded his senses to the clicking of high heels and the dragging of feet coming down the hallway to the little lab. Pleasure was distracting, all encompassing in his mind as Jon forced himself in deeper! As his cock head kissed the loosened cervix of the Braixen, he gasped and filled the empty womb with his warm spunk, giving the blissful hole good use and restoring some warmth to it.

Suddenly, the knocking on the door was apparent, his boss pushing her way inside the office! Monica appeared in her lab coat and with a limp Lopunny corpse in her arms, the male lapine looking like he was shot up in the same incident a few hours ago. Emerald eyes were fixated on Jon as his dick throbbed within the Braixen's warmed up hole, going from his wide eyes to the fox's glassy eyes.

Clearing her throat, Monica shifted her Lopunny away, hiding the bunny's face covered in lipstick before addressing Jon directly.

"Well... I'm going to get heading home myself." She stated, digging into her pocket and pulling out a set of keys before setting them on the chest of the Lucario. "A few of the Pokemon caught up in that gang were shot and, well, taken to the hospital instead. Glad not... all of those cute things wound up here." It was painfully clear that she noticed the dick Jon had deep within the Braixen's chilled cunt, but didn't want to say anything to make it more awkward than it already was.

Quietly nodding and panting in his once existent lust, Jon's eyes went from Monica to the Lopunny slumped over in her grasp, barely able to see the lipstick on its cheek. "O-oh, okay, I'll... close when I finish here." He said, slowly pulling his cum stained cock out the dark furred lips of the Braixen, carefully setting the corpse down and clumsily getting his pants back on instantly after. "Do you need me to take the Lopunny from you?"

Shaking her head, Monica blushed with a smile forming on her lips. "Nah, this is... coming home with me for some...." She trailed off while her emerald eyes flew away from her worker, who simply nodded.

"Extra studies in... anatomy." Jon finished for his boss, who simply nodded and snickered to herself. Then, with a little wave and making the brown bunny corpse wave as well, Monica walked away and closed the door to leave the necrophiliac alone with three corpses. All the wind was taken out of his sails after a powerful orgasm and the awkward confrontation, leaving him to put the three corpses away.

After moving the Umbreon off the Lucario cock, he stacked the Braixen back atop the cart, the Eeveelution gingerly planted on the vixen's cum filled belly right after she was sturdily placed. He took the corpses on a little trip to the ice-cold morgue itself, pushing the cart with their stiff and still bodies dully looking with open, unblinking eyes. Little cards were printed for their containers to mark when the bodies arrived and what Pokemon and sex was held within the metal container.

Jon gingerly lifted the Braixen into the first box, sliding her in head first so she was laying on her back. The door closed and the card was fit into its position above the air tight door, a quick spurt as cooling winds went rolling over the vixen's corpse. At the next box, the Lucario was slipped in much the same way, his longer body needing to be folding up a little with his legs pushed into a crouching position. The card was put in the same way, the door shut with the same suction noise, and the blast of air was just the same. Lastly, Jon went to put away the Umbreon, hesitating for a moment as the door was opened.

He looked down to the black furred Eeveelution and felt the cold, still body. His hand rolled across the canine's small form and a smile started to form across his face, feeling the ever so soft fur. Closing the door of the container, no familiar hiss of cold air came as Jon took the Umbreon into his arms.

"Well... I can take you home, can't I? My little Umbreon, here to help me with...." He chuckled to himself while rolling his fingers over the oval ears of the Eeveelution, "Mmmm... some anatomy~"

Necro-poke-philia 3

By: Monica Vix

The cold morgue's lobby was dimly lit. Jon was looking over multiple papers as he began to do the boring part of the job: filing. He's been working here for almost a year and has become Monica's right hand when it came to doing just about anything here! With all the little fetch quests she's sent him on recently, Jon has started to slack on his duties when it came to cleaning the bodies. There were too many and he was... too thorough.

So, that's when he got the idea to ask for help! An assistant all to himself to help him clean the bodies and perform his duties. On one hand it meant not really partaking in the secret benefits of working at a morgue anymore, but it also gave him someone to confide in that didn't hold his paycheck. And, with the particular assistant that applied, it meant a growing field. Jon, writing away at the files, was able to hire-

The door bell rang. The wide double doors at the front of the morgue opened, a Lucario standing in the doorway. His red eyes looked around the room before focusing on the man sitting at the desk. This was the new assistant. A Pokemon!

"Welcome, welcome!" Jon said eagerly. The paperwork fully hiring the Lucario was set aside as he stood, striding over to great the canine. One hand reached out to the much shorter Pokemon, a wide smile on the human's face as he greeted him. "I'm so happy to have you here to help. It's your first day, so we won't get into the heavier details, but we can get started."

The red eyes of the canine looked up to Jon's. "I appreciate the chance to have a job here, sir." The Lucario's telepathic voice answered in the human's mind. "Should we get started? Is there any paperwork for me to do before we begin?"

"Hmm... I think we're good here for now. You already gave us your bank information and all the documents you need." Jon answered. "I actually just finished filing the stuff for you to work here! So, go get cleaned up in the prep room right over there, then meet me in the morgue itself." He rather liked having someone he could command and boss around like this, even if he was trying his best. "We'll start you off easy with just one... specimen to clean and put into storage. Then it'll be a tour. Sound good?"

With a simple nod, the Lucario looked around for the indicated room. "Yes, sir, that sounds good. It's a pleasure to be working with you." The telepathic voice answered in Jon's head. The Pokemon walked away, bare paws stepping along the carpeted floor of the main office area. He left his boss standing in the lobby just to prepare and get cleaned up as he was told.

Jon felt this tension in the Lucario's tone, even though the telepathic voice itself lacked any discernible emotion. They seemed rather up tight, really high strung. He wanted to help him relax, but there was also nothing he could really do. This Lucario would be touching and cleaning corpses of fellow Pokemon. There was something Jon felt weird about with that, but it was the Lucario's idea to come and apply to this job in the first place, almost certainly knowing what he's getting into. Maybe... there was some way to help the canine Pokemon loosen up and relax. The human didn't have anything he could do in the moment. He simply walked towards the morgue, slipped on a pair of latex gloves, and waited for his new Lucario assistant.

In the bathroom, the Lucario looked in the mirror for a moment. He began to run a hair brush over his blue, black, and tan fluff, just to get all the loose strands of fur off of him to not make a mess. Durable, blue latex gloves were pulled over his dark paws, the spike on the back of his hand stretching the material almost to the point of ripping. Red eyes narrowed at the point, but he didn't mind. The barely five foot tall Lucario stared at his reflection, mentally preparing himself for the job before him. It was serious work and needed the utmost respect. Any... distasteful desires would be pushed down with a deep breath in and a long exhale.

The Lucario would then walk and go to the morgue's door with the much taller human. With a brief exchange of glances, the pair pushed into the almost freezing cold room. There were rows upon rows of metal containers, almost like lockers. The stainless steel chilled room brought a shiver to both man and Pokemon alike.

"Alright, so, we're going to deal with a... Ponyta today." Jon said. His gloved hand grabbed a clipboard and pen from the wall, looking over the file. "I'll lead the examination and teach you the ropes on how to properly look after it. I know you've had your training at that specialty school downtown, but we do things a little... different here." He glossed over the truth.

The Lucario nodded and instantly began to look for the corpse. There was a slight uneasiness about him, Jon could notice it. Red eyes darted around, the posture a little more tense than when he first walked in. That tension and up tight nature was cranked to a hundred as the Lucario didn't even say a word of confirmation through the psychic voice! Jon followed right behind the Pokemon as he seemingly led the way down one row of larger containers. Before trying to catch up, the more experienced worker grabbed a stretcher for use.

Scribbled names of the contents of each air tight box was presented on the front with a paper label. The handwriting was horrible, but the little symbol of what typing they were helped distinguish as well. Lucario stopped in front of Jon. Turning to one box in particular, he stared at it.

"Yea, that's Monica's doing, my boss. She has horrible handwriting." Jon sighed. He watched as the Lucario pulled on the handle, releasing the air tight seal on the Ponyta's containment box. "So, standard stuff here. We take the body out of the container, set them on the stretcher, and then wheel them away to the examination room."

There was a simple nod from the Lucario. "Understood." His hands reached forward, opening the door of the containment unit wider. Then, the pale beige body of the equine Pokemon was revealed in its dead, lifeless glory. The orange of the female Ponyta's flaming mane and tail had a subtle glow to it, the natural bioluminescence continuing to feed the faux fire. "Is there any special condition about this... patient?" The Lucario's ethereal, psychic voice hesitated on what to call the corpse. Surprisingly gentle hands reached up and held onto the equine's rear haunches, the almost four foot of pony being gently tugged close to the waiting stretcher.

"Oh, you mean the current case with her? Hmm..." Jon trailed off, his eyes darting over the clipboard in his hands. "It says here that she's just a random Pokemon found in the wild. Meant for cleaning and the body will go to an art display piece for still life. Maybe she bit off a little more than she could chew with a fight, huh? Oh, be careful!" The human lunged forward, a gloved hand pressing against the Ponyta's back to straighten it out. "Bending the spine like that for an equine Pokemon could potentially bruise enough to be visible. Set her on her back, instead, not her side."

There was a brief moment of panic bringing life into the stoic Lucario's face! His hands rushed to hold the corpse correctly as to not injure the already dead Ponyta. "Apologies, I didn't know the specifics with a Pokemon like this." His telepathic voice spoke for him. "May I ask why do we put it on its back? Any special reason?" The Lucario helped in heaving the heavy corpse around, making it lay down on its back across the cold slab of the stretcher.

"It helps with inspection! The stomach and belly are soft and we need to give this Ponyta a quick look over to make sure it's not going to rip open in transport." Jon joked morbidly.

The man closed the door of the Ponyta's container as the beige body was pulled completely onto the stretcher. He caught Lucario staring longingly at it for a moment, but didn't comment. With a small shove to get the much heavier stretcher moving, Jon began to lead the corpse towards the inspection room in the back of the morgue. He and the Lucario walked past more and more corpses in their cold steel containers. Around half of them had tags with names and types scribbled on them. After passing the last few containers, ones labeled as 'not inspected,' the two were faced with a pair of large double doors to the inspection room.

Pushing through the cold veil into the equally chilly room, the clothed human and naked Pokemon fared just about the same with the temperature. The cold, lifeless corpse of the Ponyta was set in the middle of the room, Jon and the new Lucario worker standing side by side looking over it.

"Alright, so, this is how we tend to do things around here. We're a lot more... hands on, to say the least." Jon spoke to the new hire as if he was here for years on end. One of his gloved hands pressed against the haunch of the equine, slowly pulling it away from the main body. "With equines, the stomach area here," Jon gestured from the top of the ribcage down to the exposed vagina of the Ponyta, "Is called the barrel."

The Lucario nodded solemnly to this important information. "Lucar..." He spoke aloud in Pokemon speech. His red eyes were fixated on the perfect beige body, slowly drifting down to stare at the exposed breasts and pussy on display between the large legs.

Those eyes continued to stare, to watch. Seeing Jon's blue latex covered hand start to rub and feel the flesh, the slight fluff of beige furred skin reacting to the weight of his hand. The Lucario watched eagerly as his boss began to grope and feel the barrel of the Ponyta, pressing his fingers into the flesh right below the ribcage. He was feeling for abnormalities in the skin and organs underneath, but it didn't look like it. Part of it looked like Jon was enjoying his job a little too much. It wasn't like the Lucario wasn't enjoying it himself.

The look of that perfectly still body, completely preserved in its current state. The cold lifelessness in the fire horse's flesh attracted a dark sense of intrigue in the Lucario as he watched the helpless corpse be inspected. Fingers prodding, palm pressing, and even a bit of a bouncing motion on the belly. Each and every second of this was mesmerizing, mildly unnerving, and-

A phone buzzed loudly. The shock to the system made both the canine and the human jump momentarily. Lucario pried his eyes away from the limp body, casting his gaze towards Jon as he dragged out his cellphone. There was a soft groan as he looked at the screen.

"Alright, give me a minute. My boss is calling." Jon didn't exactly sound pleased about it. A few steps away from the corpse, he continued to talk to Lucario. "You can go on and inspect her, too. Just feel around on the barrel of her body, maybe even on the upper halves of the legs, and try to see if you feel anything weird." He gave simple instructions. Then, he disappeared behind the double doors, leaving the Lucario alone to his feelings and thoughts with a dead body.

Red eyes turned from metal doors and fixated on the body once more. Due to the height of the stretcher, the Lucario needed to stand on his tip toes in order to get a good grasp on the beige corpse. His black furred paw raised slightly, the tight latex stretching as he flexed his digits. It wasn't anything weird, just doing his job. One hand being placed on the bare stomach of the Ponyta, just below where Jon last touched. There was a deep breath in. The Lucario struggle to maintain composure while feeling the corpse. Poking, pressing, and prodding all over the barrel of the limp, cold equine.

Each second got his heart racing more and more, thoughts becoming a muddled mess of work and awkward feelings. The Lucario's latex covered hand slowly slid lower and lower, pressing and feeling the corpse as if it was a precious, fragile doll. Fingers touched against one of the breasts. The mound of fat on the upper edge of the vagina felt soft, squishy, as if it was just a stress toy stapled to the Ponyta's crotch. The only sound other than the distortion of flesh under his hand was the quiet whispers of a conversation behind the double doors.

'It's part of the job,' the Lucario thought to himself. 'It's nothing weird or disturbing. It's part of the job.' He repeated it aloud in Pokemon speech. Even trying to fool himself, there was a growing blush in his cheeks. It felt wrong. It was all he could think to do.

The latex covered paw grasped the breast gently, squeezing it. It moved within his grip, rolled around in the palm of his soft paw, just to be felt and appreciated for what it was. Was that right? No, he was simply feeling for any abnormalities in it. That was it. Nothing else. The Lucario was simply doing his job and inspecting every part of the immaculate corpse. No matter what part of the Ponyta, he had to do his job and inspect it! The gritting of his teeth and blush on his cheeks betrayed the Lucario, exposing his arousal to the almost lifeless room he was in. Part of him was thankful that Jon got called away by the boss of this morgue, just so the Pokemon could enjoy the work he had signed up for.

It was blissful, letting things go for a moment. There was a tension. Things still felt wrong about playing with the corpse like this. It felt gross, like he was desecrating a perfect body of a fellow Pokemon. However, the Lucario's paw moved to the other teat, starting to inspect it with a firm hand. There was nothing weird about the first, so the other might have something. Right?

Then, the Lucario felt something. A presence. Black ears perked up as his red eyes were ripped away from the corpse, turning and listening intently. He didn't hear the low hum of the conversation Jon was having with his boss anymore. The sound that replaced it was the door opening, Jon's footsteps following right after. Lucario froze, hand still firmly grasping the breast. The red tip of his canine cock started to poke out as he was caught doing the dirtiest part of the job and enjoying it. There was no way the Pokemon could pull himself away from the Ponyta's corpse, even has he felt the gaze of his boss falling on the back of his head. The Lucario knew he was going to get fired. Something about it screamed that in his mind, unrelenting with that fact.

"Hey, sorry about that, she needed me to check some files for her." Jon said nonchalantly. "She's off doing some other job gathering a few more bodies in the forest. Lottsa fights out there." He walked up next to the Lucario, looking down at the corpse with him. Eyes darted around as he pieced together what was happening. Looking from the paw on the teat, to the partially erect dick, to the nervous smile on the Lucario's face. Jon smiled, too. He knew exactly what was happening here. "Hey, don't worry. I won't tell if you don't.

Just be honest with me and tell me what you're thinking, buddy."

The gentle and kind tone of his boss was more unsettling than if Jon was mean to him. Lucario's eyes looked away in shame, his telepathic voice speaking for him. "I was just... doing my job." The voice, even in the mind of the more experienced worker, was rather unconvincing. Jon expressed as much with a simple eyebrow raise. Another moment of that look made the Lucario cave. "Fine. I was... feeling her body. It's... disgusting, I know, I'm not meant to get aroused while looking a corpse like this. I promise I didn't join for this." He tried to defend himself. The embarrassed expression on the canine's face sunk into a somber look, red eyes staring down to the tile floor in shame.

"Hey, Lucario?" Jon spoke in that same friendly tone. His hand was placed onto the back of the living Pokemon, the other sliding along his arm to hold the other teat along with him. "It's okay. If you feel like it, I implore you to explore these feelings. Touch, grope, get a little... spicy." His voice was so encouraging, so supportive! The deeds he was describing were deplorable to some, but he made them sound like a normal thing people did constantly. "Hell, if you want, we can do it together! I've never had someone to do this with me, so I'd enjoy the company."

At first, there was confusion. Red eyes slowly looked to Jon in disbelief, thinking that the human was joking with him in a bizarre way. Then, Lucario met his eyes. He was serious, being completely genuine from every single syllable. With a slow, unsure nod, the Lucario agreed to Jon's request for a friend to fuck the corpse with.

"Alright then!" There was no hesitation as Jon dropped his pants! His cock was already half erect with barely any stimulation. "You should take the pussy. It'll be easier to get on and you don't know how to handle the neck to make sure it doesn't bruise or even snap." Jon firmly suggested. He wasted no time as he moved to the head of the Ponyta, giving the soft orange mane a gentle tug to drag her head closer to him. The rest of the equine lunged with it, eyes and mouth opening with the hearty tug.

The Lucario was overwhelmed by how eager Jon really was! His red eyes stared in disbelief as his half naked boss pressed his cock tip against the nose of the belly up Ponyta. Just down the barrel of the large equine was that cunt exposed, probably freezing cold. He wanted it so bad. The Lucario's cock continued to slowly edge out of its fluffy sheath, the red tip piercing the chilly air as his arousal got the better of him. He was invited to do it! Implored to! But there was still something so wrong about it. Even while he heard the soft groans from his boss rubbing his own dick against the limp lips of the Ponyta corpse.

With a soft sigh, Lucario slowly pulled himself onto the stretcher. It was the only way he could get in position to breed the dead Pokemon. There was a little bit of awkward wiggling as he framed his blue, black, and tan body between the large rear legs of the Ponyta. Jon gave a helpful hand, allowing the canine to stabilize himself before fully mounting. That gentle, encouraging smile he gave the Pokemon would be sweet and wholesome. If Jon's dick wasn't pushed into a corpse's mouth.

Lucario waited. The curved tip of his canine cock pressed to the lustful opening of his first body. The first one he ever inspected hands on. The first one he would play with. With a gentle push, his red dick slowly slipped into the cool, gentle squeeze of the limp cunt. A lustful moan squeaked out of the stoic canine's mouth, making him blush just a little more as his excitement was fully shown.

"There you go." Jon encouraged through low grunts. "Place your hands on the stretcher. Gives you better leverage and ensures you don't cause any extra bruising." He gave advice as he saw it fit. The employee under his control was nervous, however acting as if he was experienced in this. Was this Lucario a bit of a stud? Jon had no idea, but he wouldn't ask. With a dick as big as that one, though, it wouldn't be a hard sell.

The Pokemon followed the advice without much of a second thought. He continue to bury more and more of his large cock into the cold folds of the fire type, pressing all the way until the thick knot pressed against the lips of the equine cunt. The light tan fluff of his sheath kissed the top of the Ponyta's slit, Lucario's waist pressing against each tit as he leaned in. It was blissful just to bottom out in the cold body! Each little throb of his dick in the cool embrace of that extinguished furnace was heavenly. Sure, he could've gotten a similar feeling from breeding with an ice type Pokemon, but this was something else entirely! There was no way this Lucario of quality would settle for a breathing Glaceon when he could have this lovely corpse of a Ponyta waiting for him.

Jon let out a soft sigh. His focused was on his end of the Pokemon, almost not caring about the much slower pace the Lucario was going. With a slight huff, the canine began to thrust in and out, starting to speed up to match his boss's pace. The pair started to fuck the Ponyta from both ends, making the entire stretcher shake back and forth! One cock in, the other out. Again and again, repeating as the two of them enjoyed every curve of the lustful corpse.

Lucario's more sensitive nose pressed against the ribcage of the Ponyta, huffing and sniffing the body as if it was the finest scent in the entire region! Beige fur smelled like expended charcoal, the heat of the fire type all exhausted. He was about to move up, until Jon's hand appeared on his head! The latex squeaked lightly as it rubbed against the blue and black fur of the canine's head, but the Lucario didn't resist it at all. It felt nice. Fucking the corpse of a lovely fire type and getting his head pat at the same time was enough to make him start wagging his tail!

The pair of necrophiliacs continued to fuck their shared corpse. The Ponyta was the perfect size for both Jon and Lucario to pleasure themselves with! Nice and large to have a lot of room to use without getting in the other's way unless they really wanted to. This was the perfect starting point! Lucario was already in love with his new job and this was just the icing on the cake. All the benefits and this special, secret bonus? How could anyone say no to this?!

With a huff and a grunt, the Lucario started to thrust harder and harder. His tail wagged in the air, his knot throbbed in anticipation of the orgasm and knotting of that tight cunt. Jon orgasmed deep within the throat of the lovely Ponyta already. His orgasm was a little earlier than the Lucario's, but it didn't matter much. The Pokemon in the middle of breeding with a lovely corpse could feel the voyeuristic gaze of his boss staring at him in complete awe and lust. Lucario got the feeling that if Jon was able to go a second round, he would ask to fuck his ass next. Not that there would be any declining of such a nice offer.

However, the Lucario had other issues to attend to. He didn't care about Jon. He didn't care about his boss's orgasm nor his job. This was his pleasure now. This was his center stage to show off and have as much fun as he could. Lucario was in love with this corpse! The canine Pokemon treated the limp, cold Ponyta as if it was a goddess in need of breeding. Egg groups be damned, Lucario was breeding that pussy until it was soaked like a sponge at the bottom of the ocean!

Hump. Thrust. Each piston thud of the jackhammer that was the canine's hips continued to slam and slap the dead cunt again and again. He was bound and determined to fuck that snatch until it was warm from the friction! The sheer force of will that the Lucario into fucking the corpse was enough to make Jon take a step back.

There was no stopping as that red dick went in and out, in and out, slamming blue furred balls against the cold body again and again as the fighting type had his way with the limp Ponyta. An equine of flame snuffed out, the last embers of its life immortalized in this display of pure affection. Thankfulness, love, lust, all those emotions coalesced into arousal. Thrusts pierced deeper and deeper, kissing the still cervix and pushing just a hair beyond. Then, it came. The orgasm that flooded deep into the Ponyta. Hot strings of almost steaming cum filled the ice box of a womb! Lucario's mouth was agape, drooling onto the charcoal scented fur of limp body, pleasure wracking his mind.

Then, the pleasure was over. He let out a low, satisfied growl of pleasure as he pulled himself off. Lucario didn't want to knot and make Jon's job a little rougher. If he did knot and pulled out, that tight dead cunt would rip just a little. So, the cum covered dick stayed erect in the air, dripping a few drops of hot seed onto the stretcher and tile ground.

Jon stood in awe for a moment. Clearing his throat, pulling up his pants, the more experienced morgue worker solemnly nodded. "Well, uh... glad to have you working here! That was, well... quiet the show you put on." He let out an uncomfortable laugh. "Looks like I have some competition with corpse fucking. Are you serious that this is your first time doing it?" Jon joked with Lucario.

The canine struggled to even form telepathic words for a moment. Red eyes looked to the floor in mild shame, the latex gloved paws hiding his erect dick just barely. He swayed softly from side to side, tail continuing to wag behind him. The Pokemon was nothing but embarrassed.

"How about this." Jon began to speak. "Take the rest of the day off, come back tomorrow, and we can get some serious work done. We have about three bodies to take care of, according to the clipboard, so we can do that. Get everything done." He gave a soft smile to the Lucario. "I'll finish up here and you'll get your full pay for the day, don't worry."

Lucario looked up to Jon for a moment, hesitating on what to say. He decided to say nothing. The Lucario simply bowed his head and began to walk away, struggling to get his erection down. Pushing out the double doors, he left Jon to clean up.

Necro-Poke-Philia 4

By: Monica Vix

Late in the evening as the sun was setting over a quiet suburban neighborhood, Jon was practically bouncing in his chair. Those dark brown eyes looked out the partially open window, waiting for two things to arrive; a coworker and a large delivery. The slender human's leg was bouncing, his jeans tight around his crotch as they barely contained his excitement! His anticipation was at its boiling point as he waited and waited, time feeling like it was standing still without anything on the horizon to relieve it. Tonight was the start of a big weekend and he couldn't wait for the party to start! All he needed was for his guests to arrive. All he wanted was to have a fun night that'll lead to a long after party in the coming days.

Then Jon saw his friend approaching! His coworker, a Lucario, was walking down the sidewalk to his house. The Pokemon was rather new to working in the morgue and Jon thought to give him a bit of a warm welcome with a small get together. Just a few friends to welcome the new Pokemon to his position handling bodies of his own kind needed just a little bit of help to fully enjoy the new job. Seeing the blue and black fur of his coworker coming down the sidewalk and looking around for his house got Jon all giddy.

Hopping up from his seat and taking a few long strides to the front door, the taller human opened it up and waved his Lucario friend down. The vibrant red eyes of the canine Pokemon almost glowed in the low light of sunset. Staring back, the Lucario smiled as he started to approach the modest little house, his blue and black fur alight with the golden glow of the sunset. The Lucario walked up to the front porch and reached out his hand to shake with Jon's.

"Hey there, glad you can finally make it!" Jon exclaimed. He shook the Lucario's hand with a big smile. "So, uh... I don't mean to be rude, but can I call you anything else than just 'Lucario?' It feels a bit odd, especially when we work with... other, quieter Lucarios at work." He spoke with a slight laugh as he referred to the corpses they cleaned and cataloged.

Raising his eyebrows, the Lucario nervously chuckled a little. "Lu... lucar." He spoke. He said that some of his friends called him Lucy, even if it was a more feminine name for the male Pokemon. "Lucario, lu... lucar?" Lucy raised his black paw to his mouth as he was asking if Jon had any drinks.

"Oh, Lucy? That's cute." He smiled approvingly. "Oh, uh, just past the living room. There's a fridge, help yourself to any drinks in there. I have a few diet sodas, a couple of energy drinks, and I think I have a canned latte in there. If I didn't have it this morning." Jon moved aside and pointed to the opening in the kitchen. "Oh, and, uh... the others will be here soon, I think. Just another few minutes. Their van could pull up any second now." He spoke as Lucy walked past him.

Nodding and moving inside, Lucy went directly to the kitchen. The warm orange-y lighting of the living room was just as inviting as the golden hour sunset out the front door. That same warm light followed the Lucario into the kitchen as he went to grab a drink from the fridge. Those pretty red eyes couldn't help but to take a look around the kitchen. The fridge itself had a handful of scenic photos, reminders on post-it notes, and an odd picture buried under notes and an Unovan landscape. There was what looked like to be the slender frame of a Gardevoir spread between the slight glimpses Lucy could get, his bright red eyes narrowing to get a better look without disturbing the papers. He forced himself away. With a huff, the Lucario simply reached into the fridge and pulled out a can of diet cola, turning his back to the fridge as he opened the drink.

Meanwhile, Jon was oblivious to Lucy about to discover his past time before it was time to reveal it and revel in its pleasure with him. The tall human was on the phone, running his hand through his hair as he was chatting away. Something about a shipment and bringing some goods, having some help at home to get the heavy stuff in. Lucy could hear it, but didn't pry. The Lucario was trying his best to be professional about it and not wanting to interject, even if his ears twitched and swiveled to listen in from the kitchen doorway.

"Yea, I got some help." Jon spoke to the phone. "No, he's good. A friend from work, nothing to worry about there." He lowered his voice just a little. "Okay, thanks. We'll be there in just a moment. See you in a second." The secretive nature of the call ended with a quiet beep as he hung up. Jon turned and backed up for a moment, seeing Lucy looking at him. "Oh, hey. Uh... it's okay if you were listening in. It's just about my... friends coming by." Jon's cheeks were red. He was embarrassed and Lucy couldn't exactly tell why.

As Lucy was about to speak to Jon, their red eyes saw a white van pull up in front of the house. Pointing out the window, the Lucario drew Jon's attention to his 'friends' arriving. The two of them watched as the van turned and backed up to the garage without going all the way in, simply having it so the back doors were obscured by the walls of the garage.

"Well, uh... we should go meet our guests, right?" Jon tried to hide his excitement, only coming off as awkward as he turned to Lucy. "Might as well take your drink with you. We'll be back there for a bit." The taller human started to lead the way to the garage, opening a door in the living room to show Lucy the path to meet their guests.

The Lucario's gaze was questioning. His red eyes looked at Jon as he walked away, slowly gliding over to the headlights of the van that just pulled up. Something felt odd to Lucy. He couldn't shake it. But... there was an excitement that rumbled in his chest, and it wasn't just the enthusiasm he had about going to his first party with his new coworker. He felt like something fun was about to happen, but what it was he couldn't guess. Whether it was simply hanging out with new friends, a sex party in the garage, or... something! It was hard to even guess what was about to happen, all he knew is that his heart was beating hard in his chest. With a hefty swig of the diet cola, Lucy started to follow Jon, his black foot paws pushing from the carpeted living room and into the cool concrete floor of the garage.

Emerging into the cool air of the open garage, Lucy looked around the garage and instantly noticed it housed no cars, bikes, or any transportation of any kind. It was just a large room with a workstation to the side, covered in what looked like sewing equipment and a handful of tarps draped over it. A large blanket was draped over the middle of the garage, seemingly where they would be sitting for the foreseeable future. This eyebrows raised. The canine Pokemon turned to look towards Jon. There was an apprehension that beat in the Lucario's heart, but he couldn't stop himself from being interested to meet the guests. He walked over, drink still in hand.

"Lucar?" He asked. Lucy inquired about where Jon's car was as he stood side to side with the taller human. As he spoke, he set the drink down onto the wooden workshop table next to the sewing machine.

Jon stopped. His hand was on the back door handle of the white van. "Oh, it's out back." He replied. "Left it outside just so we have more room in here." He answered calmly. "Here, can you help me with this? There's a few boxes we gotta get from the van."

Lucy nodded. He wasn't going to turn down an opportunity to help his coworker, especially one who seemed to be at the company far longer. Even if it was just a casual party, the Lucario felt that if he was helpful he could potentially get more... benefits from working with them. Stepping up next to Jon, Lucy saw the three cardboard boxes within the van, two of them medium boxes and the other being much larger than the others. It was about as tall as he was! One by one Jon and Lucy extracted the surprisingly heavy boxes from the van and set them on the garage floor, right onto a blanket haphazardly draped over the ground. The two smaller boxes were set aside first before Jon and Lucy dragged the larger one. There was a slight shift within the box as it was moved around, which the Lucario perked up at. It was a subtle weight shift as if whatever was in it was loose, free to move around within the box as it was shifted aside.

"Lucario, Lucar? Lu?" Lucy asked about the other guests, if they'll be joining the two of them from the van. His red eyes flicked to the boxes, then his black cheeks started to grow redder. "Lucario... Lucario?" He asked if the two of them just got their guests from the back. He assumed something was wrong, especially with how familiar the weight of the boxes was to him.

Jon's brown eyes grew wider. A slight smile grew on his lips as he chuckled, looking aside for a moment. "Well, uh... you figured it out, I guess." The human admitted. "Our job has a few... perks. And a few other responsibilities than just tagging and paperwork. Even if it took... even more paperwork to get our guests here, especially with how... discretely we needed to be." He looked to

Lucy with a smile. "Are you... interested to see what we have here?"

As the pair spoke, the van was pulling away. The garage door closed as the unmarked delivery service wheeled down the darkening roads. Jon gave a brief wave to the driver of the van as they wheeled away. As the sun set and the last rays of light squeaked under the closing garage door, the pair were left alone in the garage with the trio of boxes scattered on the floor.

Lucy was paralyzed. His red eyes grew wide, his canine muzzle dropped open just a little in surprise. He hesitated. Black paws clenched into fists and relaxed, his sheath twitching ever so slightly as the smell finally hit him: the sweet scent of dried musk and arousal. There was barely a reaction other than that, Lucy not giving any ounce of an answer to Jon. His black paws carried him to one of the smaller boxes, slowly and meticulously opening the cardboard flaps. Lucy's heart was beating so hard it was filling his ears. Those bright red eyes looked down to the corpse of an Umbreon, its partially erect cock peaking out of the sheath.

Chuckling, Jon moved next to Lucy and opened the other box much quicker. The second small box revealed the body of a female Umbreon, her canine vagina on full display to the two living boys looking down on her. His pale hands scooped up the large canine Pokemon, feeling its soft fur and feral body. One of his hands scooped up that soft butt and squeezed it. Just the act of lifting the corpse into the air caught Lucy's eyes, his blushing face staring straight at his coworker manhandling the dead Pokemon like she was just a toy.

"What? Don't want to have some fun?" Jon chuckled. He rested the Umbreon in his lap as if she was still alive and in need of pets. His hand stroked her black head, rubbing enough to make her lifeless red eyes open and close with each pet. "In a way, playing with them is a way to respect them, right? Enjoying your Pokemon, even if you... are also a Pokemon." He chuckled awkwardly as he continued to stroke the head of the Umbreon so lovingly as if she was his pet.

Lucy looked at the male Umbreon still in his box. With a tentative and hesitant paw, the Lucario slowly and gingerly scooped the short furred black body of the Umbreon from its cardboard container and into his lap. The partially erect cock of the corpse pressed against his own, only exciting and embarrassing Lucy as his balls touched the Umbreon's. With an uneasy sigh out that canine maw; Lucy swallowed. His black paw slowly rubbed across the long ears of his own Umbreon cuddle buddy, running from the tip of the ear down the bruised neck and along the soft back.

The human across from Lucy let out a soft sigh. Jon moved the rear legs of the Umbreon out of his lap, making them dangle over his cross legged seated position. His hands caressed down her slender, black furred body and towards her tail and thighs. The stiffness in how the corpse moved was evident with every little push and pull. Jon's eagerness was practically overflowing, no longer trying to hide the erection restrained in his pants. Strong hands pulled apart the cheeks of the female feral Pokemon's ass and revealed her pussy and asshole to Lucy, each of the holes still tight and reeking of arousal and musk.

"Do you like this view, Lucy?" Jon teased. "Don't be ashamed if you do. It's, uh... pretty natural to both of us. I've seen how you look at some of the bodies at work." The necrophiliac encouraged and consoled his equally horny coworker and friend. "You don't have to be shy about it with me. I get a bit... rowdy with them, too. My way to appreciate them after they're long gone." The human continued on. One hand reached up from the soft butt to the head of the Umbreon again, dragging her up just a little to plant a kiss on her limp lips. He suckled just a little, enough to get the tongue of the Eeveelution to exit her mouth and lull out as if she was drooling.

Pausing for a moment, Lucy's red eyes slowly looked down to the exposed holes before him. With a slight shudder going down his spine, the Lucario gripped on tighter to the soft ear of the Umbreon he held like an oversized plush toy. His cock started to grow erect, pressing against the stiff and cool sheath of the corpse in his arms. A soft huff escaped his black maw as he adverted his gaze, the blush on his blue and black face clearly getting brighter.

"I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to have a bit of fun myself." Jon spoke so nonchalantly, but there was an air of excitement to his voice. "After all, it is a party. Shouldn't we have some fun with our guests?" The human chided as he started to unzip and slip his jeans off, followed by underwear in the same moment.

Lucy's ears perked up! Instantly his red eyes were wide as Jon slipped out of his pants and reveled his large human dick, the erect member pressing against the black thigh of the Umbreon he held so lovingly. It was such a confusing and arousing display, one that made Lucy's own cock throb and expose itself more from its fluffy sheath. Those red eyes stared and watched every movement of the limp muscles as the female Umbreon was lifted up, her dead body being handled with such care and love in the moments before breeding. He couldn't stop watching. The Lucario stared as Jon slipped the head of his erect cock into the cool folds of the canine pussy beneath him, sliding slowly into the once warm snatch of the deceased Eeveelution.

"L-Lucario...?" Lucy asked quietly. He was hesitant if it was truly okay. "Lu... Lucar Lucario?" He then asked if he could join Jon in his pleasure.

A wide smile grew across Jon's face as he heard the restrained enthusiasm from his friend. "Of course! It's a way to have fun with them and respect them. Loving them, breeding them as if they were still here... and I have more plans, too." He affectionately rubbed the head of the Umbreon as he thrust up into her cold cunt. "And by join... do you mean you'll play with your Umbreon? Or come play with mine with me?~" The human lustfully teased Lucy with the prospects of playing with a body together.

Lucy froze for a moment. With a soft sigh, the horny and ashamed Lucario started to crawl over to Jon. His tail was wagging slowly back and forth as he carried the corpse of a male Umbreon ins his arms as if it was just a plush toy. He was barely a foot away from his coworker, looking up at Jon with a look that screamed 'anxious and excited.' The male Umbreon was laid belly up on the corpse of the female Umbreon as Lucy got closer, closer still, closing the gap so there was barely any space between his body and the pair of corpses. His throbbing canine member could barely contain itself. Lucy slipped forward still, his dick pressing against the asshole of one of the Umbreons. He didn't care which. The throbbing red cock pressed in slowly, inching deeper and deeper as sweet moans escaped his mouth. The sensation of such a cool, tight hole to slide in was playing with his mind in ways that he didn't even dream of!

"Heh, you do realize we're sharing the same Umbreon, right?" Jon teased. He thrusted up just for Lucy to feel the bulge of his cock through the cool, limp flesh of the female Umbreon. "I don't mind. Sharing is caring and all that." He sighed as he slowly thrust up and down into the Eeveelution, bouncing it along Lucy's dick at the same time.

Gasping softly, Lucy almost orgasmed instantly! His throbbing dick grew more and more, the large knot of his canine cock poking out of the black sheath and against the loose asshole of the female Umbreon. Both hands squeezed around the stiffer male in his arms, the partially erect cock of the other Umbreon pressed against Lucy's tan furred stomach. The knotted cock pressed against the soft pucker of the Eeveelution shared between the Lucario and Jon, precum painting the inner walls of both the asshole and the cool snatch equally. Each of the horny boys humped and thrust into the limp body of the female, the male Umbreon bouncing around on top within Lucy's arms with each and every soft thrust.

It was barely a moment more of thrusting and humping from the two horny bastards with pulses. Lucy was spurting hot cum into the cool ass of the Umbreon he was breeding helplessly, Jon only encouraging it with gentle moans and powerful thrusts up into their shared corpse. The human was also rather close himself, but was saving his arousal and energy for the main course just a few minutes later! A devious smile slowly grew across Jon's mouth as he saw the lustful, panting expression of his Lucario friend. He leaned in and smooched the living Pokemon right on the mouth, taking the drooling tongue into his mouth and lovingly suckling on it, drawing Lucy in close for a kiss over the pair of dead Umbreons.

Lucy moaned sweetly as he was forced into the kiss. One of his hands held onto Jon's cheek as the kissing continued, his throbbing cock continuing to pump out wave after wave of hot cum. His pleasure was going through the roof! He was surprised, because it seemed like Jon wasn't even winded at all and the Lucario was already hitting his limit in this blissful game of playing with dead dolls.

Breaking away with a trail of saliva between them, Jon looked at Lucy. A wide smile was on his face as he held the Lucario close. "So...~" He began with a soft pant. "Are you ready for more? This was just the appetizer, Lucy. There's so much more fun to be had~" The human stared at the Lucario in waiting, his twitching cock only throbbing harder as he looked into the lovely eyes of his coworker and now fuck buddy.

"L-Lu..." Lucy was struggling to breathe, let alone talk. With a deep breath, the blushing Lucario sighed out lustfully. Forgoing words, the flustered Pokemon simply nodded.

Leaning in for a kiss again, Jon smooched the flustered and embarrassed Lucario right on the mouth. His hand was massaging over the cool sheathed dick of the male Umbreon, who has been shamefully ignored for now. The musky sheath was massaged and squeezed, gingerly pushing the canine cock out from its hiding hole from the feral Pokemon. Red flesh continued to grow and be pushed up and out like a push-pop ice cream, the curved tip pressing up against the chest spike on Lucy's tan front.

Gasping softly with the cool, erect dick pressed against his body, Lucy pulled away. Looking down, he smiled awkwardly. With a flick of the eyes from the Umbreon cock to Jon and back to the corpse's prick, the soft black paw of the Lucario gingerly wrapped around the exposed flesh. Felt like fur rolled up and down the cool red shaft of the canine cock, pleasing the Umbreon in death as he laid on top of the properly filled female Umbreon beneath him. Jerking off the dead Eeveelution with a shy smile, Lucy couldn't stop feeling the once warm body of the feral Pokemon beneath him as he enjoyed their bodies with Jon. He could practically feel the throbbing from Jon's dick still deep within the female Umbreon as that soft paw rubbed off the male.

"Huh, you really know how to handle a dick, don't you, Lucy?" Jon teased. "Maybe I can get a handjob from you later on? Maybe keep you under the table at work working overtime with me?" The human chuckled lowly as he saw the blush on Lucy's face. "You're really adorable." He spoke with such a soft, lustful tone.

Forcing himself to look up to Jon, Lucy smiled with a soft blush. "Lucario... luc." He said it sounded nice, but it would take some convincing. "Lucario... Lucar?" He then asked about what the main course was for their fun night of partying with the dearly departed.

"Oh, you're that eager? Alright, then. Help me move these two, then." Jon ordered. Before trying to move, he pulled Lucy in again and gave the Lucario a big kiss on the mouth. "Maybe if you're good, you'll get one of them for Christmas this year~"

Chuckling and blushing, Lucy shook his head in disbelief. He pulled his cock out of the leaking asshole of the female Umbreon, his red shaft still baring his knot proudly and dripping cum like a faucet. "Lucario." He commented about how they'll be long since decayed by then. Those black paws gingerly pulled the male Umbreon off of the female as he spoke.

"Oh, I didn't tell you?" Jon raised an eyebrow. "Oh! Right. I got too excited and forgot." He laughed it off as he helped push the butt of the male Umbreon, giving Lucy a hand with escorting him to the other side of the blanketed ground. "I'm going to take the time to taxidermy the three bodies I ordered from the morgue. Ethically sourced eternal dolls~"

Those red eyes grew wide as he was told about this. "L-lu..." Lucy chuckled. He said he accepted the potential gift if that was the case. With a huff, the shorter Pokemon pulled the dead Umbreon off of his friend and coworker's lap, the precum soaked pussy dripping onto Jon's throbbing cock.

"And if you were to be repulsed, well...~" Jon chuckled darkly. "Then I'd have four bodies to taxidermy." He teased and threatened in equal measure. "Anyways, I'll be a minute. Going to the bathroom and getting a drink." The human got up in a hurry, not even attempting to hide his throbbing member still proudly on display.

Lucy was taken aback by how calmly Jon spoke about potentially ending him. Those red eyes were wide and staring as the human almost slapped his muzzle with that precum soaked dick after such a comment. The Lucario watched as his coworker and fucked up sex friend exited the garage, dropping his pants and underwear fully at the door back to the living room. As he was left in the quiet garage by himself, Lucy took a deep breath. Even if Jon was accepting and giving him opportunities he never imagined possible, the Lucario was still a shy and anxious Pokemon.

He pulled himself to his paws and walked to the workshop table, still quaking and quivering with the pleasure filled bliss of kissing while sharing a body. Lucy took a sip from his diet cola can before walking back to where they sat, drink still in hand. He completely disregarded the last and largest cardboard box in favor of what he knew; he gazed toward the male Umbreon spread out on the ground. Kneeling down next to the limp dark type, the still horny Lucario couldn't stop his eyes from wandering up and down that short, dark furred body. He was so distracted that he accidentally dropped his soda can! Plunging from his black paw to the black furred crotch of the Umbreon, the dark caramel drink splashed out of its aluminum can and stained the body of the dead Pokemon, not to mention the blanket he was laying on.

Flustered, Lucy grabbed the can and set it aside, far away off of the cover and on the hard, sturdy concrete ground. His attention gravitated towards the cola soaked crotch of the Umbreon. Blush burned brighter than the sun in the Lucario's cheeks, his heart an earthquake as he stared with intense desire. The sweet, sugar free drink couldn't mask the latent musk that was on the Umbreon's crotch, the flavors simply mixing in the air like a lovely cocktail to the still breathing canine Pokemon. With a deep breath, Lucy was entranced.

The Lucario slowly leaned down onto the Umbreon. One hand held the soft thigh, running over the feral canine Pokemon's yellow rings of fur as he inched his muzzle closer and closer. Sniffing the air, feeling the heavier scent of long dried musk gracing his nose, Lucy was overcome with desire. He laid on the blanket with his throbbing cock on the ground, his black nose squished against the balls that were once full of hot, fertile seed. His tongue slowly extended and started to lap at the cola and sweet musk, running that sensitive tongue along the taint and up to the soft balls. Licking and licking, slurping and savoring every taste, Lucy was already on the verge of orgasm without even touching himself!

Every scent and taste was flooding Lucy's mind with bliss to the point where he kept cleaning even after all the cola was slurped up. His tongue rolled along the semi-erect Umbreon cock, giving the red flesh of the dick a shiny coat of saliva. Slurping and lavishing over every little detail caused Lucy to not realize that he was no longer alone. Jon's footsteps were drowned out by the wet and sloppy sounds of the Lucario's maw around the dick. Taking the red flesh as far down his throat as it would go, Lucy continued to suckle lovingly on the once throbbing cock, slurping along its length from the knot to the curved tip again and again.

"Oh, I see." Jon chuckled. "Looks like you got some experience there, huh? I'm betting you got an oral fixation, too? Especially since you got so excited when I kissed you?" The human relentlessly teased the Lucario in his vulnerable, necrophiliac cock sucking position.

Lucy jumped! He pulled himself off of the Umbreon, leaving a trail of saliva as he laid on his back, looking up at Jon. The Lucario was at a loss for words as he looked so guilty. Throbbing cock, stains on the blanket, blush on his face, and even the splattering of saliva covering the Umbreon's crotch: it was just so incriminating! The wide smile from Lucy's human coworker was even more humiliating to him than if he was chastised for something like this. The simple act of eager acceptance that beamed with Jon's smile was an intoxicating and overwhelming sensation that made Lucy tremble.

"Come on, get off the floor. I need your help, my horny assistant.~" He didn't relent with the teasing. Jon reached out his hand to Lucy to help the Lucario to his feet. "We got to finish our fun tonight, don't we?" The taller human pulled up the Lucario and led him to the final cardboard box.

Walking close to Jon, the horny Lucario was twitching in excitement. He had no words for what was to come, just patiently watching as the much bigger box was on display. Lucy and Jon pulled open the cardboard flaps to find a black body bag. With a pull and huff, the body bag was set onto the ground gingerly and carefully as if it was glass. Jon's pale hand grasped the zipper and slowly started to pull on it, teasing Lucy with the painfully slow and methodical tugging of the zipper to reveal the corpse snugly trapped within. Blue ears poked out as the silver metal parted, black fur starting to come into view as well. Excitement burned bright in Lucy's rumbling heart as he watched a Lucario's face be revealed in the body bag!

There was a soft gasp from Lucy's mouth as he watched the body of the Lucario be revealed to him. His canine cock was throbbing and dripping as he saw a member of his own species laying down dead on the ground in its cozy body bag. Those large red eyes couldn't pull away for even a moment as Jon continued to pull on the zipper, tugging it further down the tan front of the corpse. Matted fur gave way to a sheathed penis, the red tip barely peeking out of the tan fur. Jon and Lucy were both met with surprise! They exchanged a look before turning back to the corpse, almost fully revealed from their plastic resting place.

"Well... this isn't what I ordered." Jon commented with a soft laugh. "I was hoping to get a female Lucario. Doesn't matter too much. I'm not picky and I doubt you are, too." The human joked.

Lucy shot him a look with narrowed eyes, his embarrassed and blushing cheeks taking any bite away from the cutting gaze.

"Anyways, help me get him out, Lucy?" Jon requested. His hands dug into the body bag and pulled against the relaxed shoulders of the helpless, dead Lucario.

The living Lucario helped escort the dead Pokemon from the black body bag. His hands were quivering in feeling the matted fur, smelling the very obvious musk on the Lucario corpse. Lucy was at a loss for words. His hands groped the powerful thighs as he and Jon lifted the dead anthro Pokemon from their prison and up, making the corpse stand up as if it was still alive! There was barely a moment of warning as Jon accidentally dropped the floppy body towards Lucy, making him hold the entire weight of the corpse in his arms as if it was a hug.

With a gasp, Lucy was practically knocked down by the corpse falling onto him. Blue and tan bodies pressed against each other, the warm Lucario pinned underneath the cooling corpse. Sheaths pressed together, one twitching in pure bliss and the other practically disinterested and flaccid. Lucy laid back as the other Pokemon held him down, the surprisingly heavy body of the Lucario keeping the feminine boy down with ease.

"Oh! Sorry, sorry!" Jon called out quickly. He dropped down to his knees to make sure Lucy was okay, his hand going to the living Lucario's head. "Did you fall too hard? Can you hear me okay? Don't want you to die on me yet, otherwise I'll be here all week." He tried to joke while checking up on Lucy.

The soft groan of the Lucario signified he was okay. "Lu..." Lucy looked from Jon to the dead Lucario holding him down. The blush along his blue furred cheeks grew hotter as he held the corpse, running his black paws over the soft, matted fur.

"I guess it's time for round two, then." Jon teased. "Oh! Do you want to get fucked by the corpse? I know how to pop the entire cock out and make sure it stays hard enough to use! Just to give you a bit more fun." The human started to pry the body off of Lucy, leaving the horny Lucario without a cuddly dead friend.

Red eyes grew wide. Lucy nodded. Jon, seeing his enthusiasm at getting railed by a corpse of his own kind, quickly got to work helping Lucy's fantasies come true. He flipped the dead Lucario onto his back, the partially erect red canine cock sticking up in the air just a little out of the tan sheath. Massaging, pushing, gingerly and slowly coaxing that red dick slide out more and more. It was like a push pop ice cream but so much more sexual, filled with more anticipation than simply a sweet treat. This was a treat that would top any dessert in the world: the most taboo form of pleasure and desire ever conceived and put into practice! Lucy's heart raced as he saw the large knot sliding through the tan fur within Jon's hands, the red and once throbbing dick close to being on full display. Just a moment more. Another push, another grope, and that large knot was out! The large red dick must've been at least eight inches long, putting Lucy's smaller dick to shame from beyond the grave.

"Excited, aren't you, Lucy?" Jon teased, his hand stroking the now fully exposed cock of the corpse. "I can see your cock twitching. Now be a good boy and roll over, let me help our friend fuck you silly~" The human's voice was dripping with lust and desire, as if every syllable was a hair away from being a moan.

Lucy frowned a little at the command and how it was phrased, but did as he was told. He laid on his tan stomach, soft blue thighs spreading to reveal a tight asshole underneath a wagging tail. The horny Lucario watched as Jon heaved the dead Pokemon over him, dropping the cooling body on top of Lucy. The sharp chest spike of the corpse poked the horny necrophiliac in the back, getting a squeak from Lucy. Jon whistled to himself as he pressed his throbbing dick against the leg of the dead Lucario, gingerly and slowly easing his hips to press the cool, erect member against Lucy's hole. It was a blissful moment as the dead dick slipped into a tight asshole, spreading Lucy's tailhole and making his tail wag even more.

Groaning, tensing up, the horny Lucario could only push his butt back into the body on top of him. "Lucar..." Lucy moaned sweetly as he felt more of that cool shaft slipping in inch by inch. One of his black paws reached up and held the back of the dead Lucario's head, tugging him just a little forward to plant a kiss on his lifeless muzzle.

"Aw~ You're such a sweetheart, Lucy!" Jon teased. He let out a sweet groan as his cock slowly slipped into the looser tailhole of the corpse, sliding in inch by inch. "I hope you don't mind if I join you two. Don't mean to get between a lovely couple~" His teasing was relentless as he started to thrust.

One thrust from the human made another thrust from the corpse, the train of asshole fucking leaving Lucy on the ground in pure bliss. The power of Jon's hips, the length of the dead Lucario's cock, and the sweet smell of lustful death surrounding him was breaking his brain bit by bit! The two living necrophiliacs were moaning in tandem with each thrust, the dead Lucario sandwiched between the horny bastards flopping uselessly between them. Jon's hands grasping his hips, Lucy's paws holding his and rubbing his fur, the dead Lucario was getting all the bliss he ever could in this lustful afterlife. Lucy couldn't stop himself from throbbing and dripping precum onto the blanketed garage ground.

Jon greedily grabbed the head of the Lucario corpse away from Lucy's gentle petting. The body's back popped as the human gave the corpse an upside down kiss, Jon's humping and grinding getting more potent and intense as he lovingly smooched a still mouth.

"L-Lucario!" Lucy called out in frustration at having the floppy Pokemon taken from him. With a huff, his black paws reached out, struggling to grasp the hind leg of the male Umbreon he was playing with earlier. "Lucar Lucario." He told Jon to just keep the Lucario corpse, opting to bury his face into the musky, saliva covered balls of the feral dark type.

Scoffing, Jon thrusted harder. His balls slapped against the corpse's, which in turn slapped against Lucy's. "Have it your way, then. He's all yours~ Maybe I'll give you him, since you like that little Umbreon somehow more than me." Huffing from the thrust, Jon reeled back to do it again, dragging the hips of the limp Lucario with him. "But there's no way you're getting the other two at all. Only one per... customer!" He almost growled as he thrust again, grinding his throbbing dick head against the prostate of the dead canine.

Squealing in that bliss that Jon was fucking into him, Lucy struggled to keep his thoughts on his soon to be permanent toy. His mouth was pressed up against the black furred balls, kissing and licking the sheath. Each breath came out with a shudder as Jon and his Lucario friend were getting more and more aggressive, humping and thrusting with more power and speed than before. Lucy's orgasm came much quicker than Jon's, his senses stimulated all over! Cock in his ass, face in musky balls, and his cock grinding up against the soft blanket that covered the entire garage floor. His sweet moans called for more, more, more!

From behind, Jon continued to rail and fuck into the cool, limp corpse. His lustful groans were funneled down the still throat of the dead Lucario, filling his useless lungs with air as the human enjoyed his new toy more. Every thrust grew more and more powerful than the last as he continued to rail and ram his cock deep within the corpse's warmth, grinding up against the loose walls of that musky ass. The sweet scents of pleasure and death weren't lost on Jon's less sensitive human nose, smelling and getting lost in the same lovely fragrances that Lucy was enjoying.

Weak moans squeaked from the Lucario pinned under both cool and warm flesh. Lucy could still feel the dead Lucario pounding into him with Jon's forceful thrusts, the front paws of the anthro Pokemon corpse almost petting Lucy with each thrust! Canine teeth pressed around the musky balls of the Umbreon beneath the necrophiliac Pokemon's jaw, his tongue wiggling out to slurp and slobber all over those dark orbs. It was something to do to prevent himself from moaning like a bitch in heat with the powerful cock all the way down his ass, even if it was just a cool dick from a dead Lucario. A soft whine squeaked out of Lucy's mouth as he felt the large red knot press against his tailhole, slowly being pushed in like a nail being hammered into place with each thrust from Jon.

"Fuck... you're both so... so good..." Jon moaned as he dropped the dead Lucario back on top of Lucy fully. He laid down on top and began to ram harder, faster, being a jackhammer pounding into the corpse to play with both the Pokemon at once. "My Lucarios... my lovely Pokemon to keep and fuck..." His lustful words continued to grow more and more potent with each thrust. "Love your bodies... warm or cold... moving or still... mmm~" His pure affection and admiration flowed from his silver tongue like a river of honey.

Lucy could barely think. The open, dry mouth of the dead Lucario flopped against his cheek. "L-Lucar!" Lucy huffed. Trying to state his over stimulation fell on deaf ears of the necrophiliac currently enjoying both the living and the dead. "Lucari... Lucario... Lu~" Lucy couldn't fight it. The pleasure of getting the knot pressed into his tight hole again and again was getting him all excited. Red cock twitching and dripping more, almost on the verge of orgasm once again!

Jon's rampage continued. His hand pushed the dead Lucario onto Lucy harder, forcing the living Pokemon to take the entire Umbreon's crotch into his mouth, shaft and sheath included. Each aggressive hump send waves of bliss through a shared, loved corpse and into the body of his coworker. Huffing, groaning, whispering soft nothings of love and affection to the Lucarios before him, Jon's throbbing cock was at its breaking point. Another hump. Another tight squeeze. Another thrust, another slamming jolt forward that caused his balls to slap against the balls of the corpse. All the while the horny necrophiliac looked over to the female Umbreon dead on the ground, looking at her vacant eyes for just a moment. That released the flood gates.

Hot cum was pumped into the corpse beneath the horny human, seeping into the loose tailhole and staining those lovely inner walls. The force was enough to pop the knot of the dead Pokemon into Lucy's asshole, locking the two of them in place until Jon was willing to help them out. The chain reaction only continued and intensified as the only living Pokemon spurted his hot cum onto the blanket again, another weaker wave splashing and staining Jon's blanketed garage floor. Each layer of pleasure built on top of one another each moment as it all burned together like a bonfire lit by gasoline!

Panting, groaning, Lucy could barely keep his eyes open. His paws twitched, his cock twitched; everything felt so sluggish and hard to move. "Lu...?" He could barely look over his shoulder, drool and saliva stringing from his mouth to the crotch of the male Umbreon. "Lucario? Lucar?" He asked if he could just go to sleep there.

"O-oh? Sure! Sure." Jon's energy was rapidly fading. His hard, labored breathing, his lustful little groans; he was still recoiling from the afterglow of such an explosive few seconds. "Lets just... sleep here, okay? If you wake up with a... crick in your neck or something, I'll help massage it out. Just as a... little thank you~" Jon's sweet voice cooed over Lucy.

With a slow pull, Jon rolled the trio rolled onto their collective side. The Lucario corpse sandwiched in between flopped uselessly between Lucy and Jon, still with his once throbbing knot locked within the asshole of the warm and living Pokemon. Jon could barely reach the female Umbreon, tugging her cold, dead body closer to the little bundle of warmth and death that formed on the ground. Meanwhile, Lucy pulled the male Umbreon closer, holding his dead body as if it was a life sized plush toy. It was a pile of two sleepy necrophiliacs and a trio of eternally sleeping Pokemon, all cuddled up together in the same little spot on the garage floor.

"This was really fun~" Jon whispered in a soft, low voice, as if trying not to wake the corpses they were snuggled up to. "I hope you'll be back next time I need a hand with this. But... hm... you've only seen the fun part. Are you interested in doing some taxidermy on our friends?"

Huffing softly, the male Lucario pushed his hips back into the corpse behind him, applying pressure to Jon's softened cock. "Lu~" Lucy agreed happily to stick around for the fun. "Lucario Lu~" He sighed. He asked for Jon to cuddle him as well.

Not seeing any reason to object, the human slipped one of his arms around the two Lucarios, over the corpse and onto the live one. His hand gently felt the matted tan tummy of his friend, rubbing Lucy's belly absentmindedly. Jon rested his head on the corpse of the female Umbreon, the gentle pressure of his brown haired skull pushing on her tummy enough to squeeze a bit of still warm cum out of her exposed, canine pussy.

"Good night, Lucy~" Jon squeezed his friend as he sighed, relaxing after a long night of a lot of fun.