Necro-poke-philia 3
By: Monica Vix
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.