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"Ah, Ajax, slow down! I can't keep up!" Vivian yelled as the arcanine yanked her along on her leash.

Unperturbed by her objection, Ajax barreled across the meadow with her in tow until she tripped over her feet and lost her balance. Falling forward, she barely had time to lift her arms in front of her face before she crashed into the grass. "Aaaah!" For a moment, up was down and down was up, her head spinning and her vision a blur, but she managed to pick herself up fairly quickly after the male lost hold of her leash and stopped dragging her along any further. It wasn't the first time it had happened today, her white dress a scratched, dirty mess by now.

Fortunately, the arcanine didn't bother to return and pick her leash back up, leaving Vivian to lie there, heaving and soaked in sweat while he careened back and forth across the meadow with seemingly inexhaustible energy. Maybe it hadn't been the best idea to let him devour an entire fridge's worth of food for breakfast, but she couldn't help it. If her master was hungry, she delivered, and all the nutrition wasn't just turning him into a racing whirlwind. In the few weeks since she had adopted him, the giant arcanine had grown another foot at the withers, and his powerful muscles bulged more than ever under his shining striped fur. Had his previous owner never fed him enough? Or was there some other factor at play?

Meanwhile, Ajax slowed down occasionally at a few random trees scattered about the edge of the meadow to leave his mark. The procedure was always the same. He braced his paw against the trunk. Then he bent it over like a thin twig while he blasted the roots with a stream of steaming golden piss. He had drunk enough this morning to shower at least two dozen unfortunate trees with his scorching wastewater. After that, it was back to running, and something about the way he paced up and down the grass reminded Vivian of a neglected pokemon trapped in a cage.

After another fifteen minutes, the giant beast finally returned to his bitch in the grass. He stopped beside her, but his hulking frame still vibrated with unused energy as he bounced on his paws and flicked his voluminous tail back and forth like a fluffy whip. With a soft growl, he raised his hindleg and splattered the ground beside her with a scalding stream of piss. He didn't hit her directly, but filled the air around her with a thick, pungent mist that urged her to get up if she didn't want the stream to come any closer.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm already back on my feet, Ajax," Vivian groaned, dragging herself up. Marking was fine, but not in the middle of a public park.

The arcanine hummed contentedly and plucked her leash out of the grass.

"How do you always have so much energy, love?"

Ajax waggled his head with an amused snort. Then he turned around, his mighty haunches tensing up as if he were to lunge.

"No, wait! Please! I can't keep running any longer." Vivian gasped, shakily raising one hand. "I- I have a better idea!"

The arcanine's muscles relaxed, and he perked his ears, swiveling them toward her.

Vivian's mind blanked as she spotted the male's furry backside. Not only was he taller and stronger than when she first met him, but his breeding orbs had swelled to the size of pumpkins, constantly churning with his hyper-virile load. A load potent enough to knock her up, she reckoned, even if she had no proof yet. Her hands clenched up as she fantasized about hugging his nuts, and drool ran down her chin as she ogled his tight pink pucker. Finally, a whiff of his potent male musk wafted around her nose, and for a moment, she forgot that she was still in the middle of the city park.

Not that it was overly busy anyway. The omnipresent stench of arcanine piss at every tree and bush made sure of that.

A firm tug on her leash snapped the woman out of her daydreaming. "Ack!" She stumbled a step toward the male's butt, catching herself on his butt. Getting her wish faster than her mind could process, she found herself with her face tucked between his buttocks, and her instincts took things from there. One more whiff of his potent musk coaxed out her tongue, and she glided it around his asshole with a shaky groan, giving it a slippery lather.

Vivian drooled as Ajax's intense scent was joined by his potent aroma, smothering her taste buds until she couldn't taste anything other than him. Greedy for more, she circled her muscle the other direction before she slipped it inside his hole, giving him a few playful tongue thrusts before her mind caught up to the situation. They were still in the city park… with a hot blush on her cheeks, she pulled away with a wet pop and took a deep breath. "Oh wow, sorry, I got distracted. I was meaning to say… this park clearly doesn't cut it anymore. You need something bigger, don't you?"

Ajax nodded, eyeing her intently.

"M-maybe we should take a trip to the national park? No fences, no boundaries, just thousands of square miles all for you to explore," Vivian explained, a blush on her cheeks. "Also, there are many fewer people out there in the wilds to spot us~"

The arcanine started bouncing on his paws again, shaking the ground beneath Vivian's feet so much that she almost lost her balance again.

"D-do you like the idea?"

He nodded fervently. Then he turned around and pulled her along with another insistent tug. He no longer ran off, though, but paraded her across the park and to the exit with a proud strut.

The first thing Vivian gathered for any trip, no matter if big or small, was fresh clothes and underwear. However, gathering even just the essential minimum proved a challenge now that she shared one roof with the arcanine. Heaps of clothing were scattered around her home, piles of it in the bedroom, bathroom, and living room, but none of it was clean in even the most remote sense of the word. Ajax had made sure of it. Like every single piece of furniture inside her four walls, he had marked all of her reachable apparel.

"Ah, it's all dirty!" she complained as she dug through a heap of tattered underwear on the living room couch. The center of the messy assortment of strips and scraps of fabric was still warm from the lingering heat of his urine. "And all ripped."

Ajax lay right beside her, flashing a toothy smile at her as he watched her.

Eventually, Vivian managed to fish out two pairs of worn, but intact panties and a crumpled tank top. That was a good start. With her finds pressed against her chest, she headed out of the living room to check the rest of the house once more. Another T-shirt here, a pair of pants there, she gradually gathered a passable amount of clothing for their trip. Now she only had to run it through the washing machine one more time. Then she would be good to go.

She was already heading downstairs to the laundry room in the basement when she realized that she should've grabbed a laundry basket. Every other step, another piece of clothing fell out of her hold. "Ah, great. Gotta pick all of that up again," she sighed when she finally reached her washing machine, looking at the trail of dirty laundry in her wake. She loaded everything she hadn't dropped into the machine first. Then she retraced her steps, gathering her dirty clothes left and right.

Vivian had just reached the door when heavy footsteps descended the staircase. "Hey, Ajax. Did you get up to see what I'm doing?" she greeted her mighty canine as he poked his head through the doorframe.

Ajax eyed her with a curious blink. Then he stuck out his tongue and playfully shoved his head against her, making her drop all the clothes she had just gathered.

"Ah, careful, big boy!"

The beast innocently waggled his head before he squeezed himself through the door into the room, sniffing the scattered clothes with fluttering nostrils.

"Yeah, you go and gather them back up after making me drop them. I'll get the rest in the meantime," Vivian chuckled. Rolling her eyes, she went to collect the remaining clothes from the stairs. At least he hadn't pissed on them yet.

Apparently, the arcanine heard her thoughts because she had only moved halfway up the staircase when the roaring of liquid reverberated from the laundry room as if someone was pressure-washing the floor tiles. Rolling her eyes again, she sighed and turned around to see what he was up to. She was treated to the familiar sight of the beast with one hind leg raised, paw braced against the wall while he unleashed the scalding hot content of his bladder in a rushing stream of dark gold.

"Ajax, seriously!? Did you really have to piss on the washing machine now, of all times?"

Ajax turned his head, flashing the smuggest grin at her. Technically, he wasn't peeing on the washing machine. No, he was unleashing his steaming piss into the drum of the machine, flooding the clothes she had already deposited with so much liquid that it poured back out, cascading over the tiled floor. She also couldn't find the clothes she had dropped, but she had a hunch where they had ended up, and in her surprise, she had dropped the ones she had been holding into the swiftly expanding puddle of piss around her as well.

There was still a part inside Vivian's brain that urged her to scold the unruly behemoth. Just because he was a giant, muscular hunk with pumpkins for balls and the biggest, fattest cock she had ever seen didn't mean he should piss on her stuff like that… no, she needed him to be pissing on her instead. She drooled a little as her eyes glided across the deepening pool of urine on the floor, the pungent smell invading her nostrils to fan a sweltering heat inside her that matched the damp, piss-clouded sauna her laundry room was turning into.

She swore that there was a drain somewhere here. There had to be, right? She couldn't see it, but she heard it working hard with burbly glugs. Not that it helped much with Ajax's roaring output…

Vivian grew even dizzier when she spotted a tempting tip poking from the arcanine's sweaty sheath. It looked like the nib of a giant pen, deep red and interspersed with crisscrossing purple veins, heralding the beginning of a slowly swelling erection. With every inch that peeled itself out of his sheath, the fire inside her blazed hotter and hotter until she was short of breath and almost exploding inside her stuffy clothes.

"Fuck." Not thinking twice, or at all, she ripped the skirt and blouse she was wearing off her body and tossed them aside. Her panties followed next, floating off on the steaming urine around her, and just like that, she was completely naked, her curves and body fully exposed to the male's hungry leer.

Peering at her, the giant beast licked his lips with a noisy huff while more of his monstrous erection slipped out of his sheath. Halfway erect, swinging about one-and-a-half feet of cock meat, yet still pissing, he lowered his hind leg and turned toward her.

Vivian only had eyes for Ajax as she waded through the piss toward him, eager to meet him at the halfway point. The tiles proved slipperier than expected, though, so she tripped and stumbled right into him. By the time she got back up on her knees, she found herself face to face with his giant rod, piss still rushing free like from a loose fire hose as she grabbed it with both hands.

The heat and sheer weight of the arcanine's penis were more impressive than ever. She didn't know why he had grown so much girthier. Was it his diet? Or the fact that he had a bitch to break and breed at his leisure? Either way, she hugged his dick against her chest, slotting it between her breasts to feel its powerful throbs against her sweaty skin and thumping heart, and shoved her face against it. Nose pressed against the edge of his sheath, she took a deep breath, inhaling his intoxicating musk before she slipped out her tongue and started to spit-wash his veiny bitch breaker, lavishing inch after inch.

Ajax grunted contentedly as she showered him with affection, giving her a few seconds to worship him at her leisure. Then he started to move, raising his hips to glide his giant rod up her chest. Soon, his roaring output cascaded over her thighs, her slit, her belly, and her tits, soaking every inch of her torso with his scalding, pungent urine until he pulled high enough to dangle his tip over her face, dousing her like an industrial emergency shower.

Vivian steadied the arcanine's tip, keeping his stream of golden wastewater centered on her. Greedy for more, she slowly dragged him down to her lips, opening wide to drink down his acrid essence with wet gulps, and the male gladly complied, lowering his fat tip against her open mouth.

The giant arcanine gently slid his glans inside his bitch's mouth, only for his tenderness to disappear in a heartbeat when he slammed almost two feet of fuck meat down her throat in one brutal thrust, bulging her neck and claiming her as his personal urinal before she had any time to react.

Not that she was surprised by his sudden initiative. It wasn't the first time he had fed her his giant rod, but as it kept getting bigger, it pushed her body to its limits every time. The sheer violence of the plunge drove tears into her eyes, and a noisy gag escaped her plugged gullet as his inflating girth unhinged her jaw with a resounding crack. The pain from getting impaled by two feet of cock meat was intense, yet it didn't compare to the sheer rush of pleasure from being claimed by her master, having her stomach pressure-hosed with scorching piss, and her throat stretched by so much divine cock meat. Not to mention the smell and taste, salty, pungent, piss, pre, raw male virility so intense it would've made any normal person choke, while it was the opposite for her.

Tears spilling down her cheeks, her eyes rolled back, and a visceral ripple washed through her. Since she was no longer thinking anyway, her mind was ripe for the taking, unraveling into an explosive climax, and her body followed suit. She clutched the male's giant breeding orbs against her while she was seized by almost painful contractions, her pussy clenching and squirting so violently that she openly pissed herself. Not that it made much of a difference as she knelt deep in Ajax's urine. While the piss level in the room finally decreased, her belly expanded outward, swelling and sloshing as it was stretched out by literal gallons of scalding piss until her belly button popped out and she looked nine months pregnant.

Ajax kept her pinned down for another two minutes of unrelenting flooding before the torrential outpour ebbed. With a satisfied grunt, he extracted his fully engorged cock out of his bitch's throat, splattering a few more squirts of his steaming piss onto her tongue before he slipped free with a wet pop.

Vivian gulped heavily. Then she gasped for breath, her mind a foggy mess as she was trapped in the aftershocks of her climax. Not to mention the immense pressure of the boiling liquid sloshing inside her. The arcanine had filled her so much that she couldn't even see her knees beyond her giant, wobbling piss gut anymore. "Thank you, Ajax," she groaned, sluggishly rubbing his dangling sack with both hands. "Thank you so much. You're the best."

Ajax chuckled at her appreciation, only to drag his dripping, pee-soaked tip against her face.

He needn't tell her twice what to do. She dutifully wrapped her lips around his glans once more and swirled her tongue around it, cleaning up and drinking down the leftover piss from his shaft. Only once it was spit-shining clean, she pulled away and glanced at the soaked skirt on the floor beside her. Thanks to the sheer heat of his urine, it had probably shrunken a size or two, and she figured that it would take at least three cycles to get his stench out of the fabric. Not that she had ever succeeded in doing that for any of her previously marked clothing.

So much for washing her clothes.

"You know what, Ajax? Scratch this. The national park is big. Who cares if I'm wearing clothes out there or not?" she said, mostly convincing herself. "Yeah. Let go in a bit. First I… I gotta lie down, though." And take a shower, she thought as she looked at her completely soaked self.

Vivian only made it to the living room couch before she passed out, sleeping through the rest of the day and the night all the way to the next morning. Once up, she got rid of all the liquid Ajax had forced inside her in one of the most intense pisses of her life. The toilet almost overflowed with dark golden urine that seemingly hadn't changed a bit from when he had dumped it down her gullet. Her body had merely stored his pungent love for the night, allowing her to experience it a second time on the way out before she hopped into the shower to give herself a hurried rinse.

After that, she packed the bare essentials for their trip to the national park into her small city car. The giant arcanine squeezed himself into the trunk behind her, pushing the axles and suspensions to their limits with a pained creak, making the vehicle sag a few inches backward. Starting the engine, it struggled to get them going, but they were soon on the road, chugging out of the city toward the wilds.

The arcanine was exuberant when they reached the gravel parking lot at the entrance of the park, situated right beside a dense pine forest with a sweeping mountain range in the distance beyond. Vivian had barely opened the rear hatch when the fluffy behemoth burst out and dashed off, careening through the fancy wooden entrance arch of the national park into the woods.

"And there he goes," Vivian chuckled, barely hanging on to the edge of the trunk as the male almost swept her off her feet. Unlike what she had originally planned, she had gone through the trouble of gathering enough clothes to get fully dressed, even if the footprint of her shoes was worn out, her shorts were smudged, and her shirt was two sizes too small from having steeped in Ajax's piss for too long. Not that they looked particularly dirty, as the fabric was rinsed and bleached from the special treatment, but anyone with a nose could clearly tell that there was no laundry detergent involved in the process. Not to mention that her cleavage had expanded just as his body had grown. Around her neck she wore the same collar as always, and on her belt she carried a few empty poke balls, just in case the opportunity arose.

Stepping toward the entrance arch, she took a deep breath of the forest's fresh, resinous odor. Then she swept her eyes across the trees. Ajax was still nowhere to be found, as if swallowed by the earth itself, but she didn't worry. He would be back soon, at the latest once he craved her tight holes and worship, but until then, she got to enjoy a casual walk along the gently winding forest trail, her feet cushioned by soft fallen pine needles.

After a few minutes, Vivian heard a crackle in the undergrowth. She barely had time to turn her head when Ajax whizzed past her, missing her by barely a foot before he rocketed off into the bushes again. "Yeah, this was a great idea," she said, patting herself on the back. Maybe he would shed enough energy that he'd take it easy on her for once? And maybe he managed to void that seemingly inexhaustible bladder of his, too, she thought as she heard the rushing echoes of him pissing against the trees and bushes, claiming this part of the national park as his.

The arcanine nearly knocked her over another dozen times over the next hour, still as overflowing with energy as ever. Meanwhile, a familiar urge grew inside her. Her bladder was making itself noticed, reminding her to get rid of the liquid breakfast Ajax generously gifted her early this morning. Soon enough, her stride turned into an awkward hobble, and she eventually stumbled behind a tree to finally relieve herself of that pesky pressure.

Situated right beside a babbling creek, the sound of rushing water made it almost too easy for Vivian to let loose. She just managed to pull down her shorts before she lost control. The fabric of her panties darkened with her, no, his pee, dripping, then spilling free when she finally yanked them out of the way. "Ahhhh, what am I doing? Should've done that much sooner. Now I'm starting to piss everywhere just like him," she groaned under her breath, slumping back against the pine tree. The arcanine certainly taught her how to just let it run without a care in the world, watching the trickle of amber as it made its way to the stream.

Honestly, a sip of fresh water sounded quite lovely after walking for an hour already. Licking her lips, Vivian kicked off her shorts and stepped into the creek, bending down and cupping her hands to gather some of the water. The taste of it hit her like a punch to the face, not because of its intensity, but the complete absence of flavors, where her brain had been fully conditioned on her arcanine's musky aroma. When was the last time she had drunk plain old water?

She had drunk a few handfuls when the liquid streaming around her ankles suddenly grew tepid, acquiring an undeniable hint of gold. Its flavor was also getting much more familiar again, and when she looked up, she discovered the origin standing a few yards upstream.

Ajax had had the same idea as her. But instead of relieving himself before guzzling down fresh creek water, he stood there, drinking with his muzzle in the shallow rivulet while bending his dick back with one hind paw. That way, the roaring stream of piss torrenting from his tip went downstream and away from him… right toward her.

The steaming flood was profuse enough to swell the babbling trickle at her feet by a few inches, shifting its color completely into that familiar pungent dark gold. "If you wouldn't drink as much, you also wouldn't have to pee as much," she groaned while her eyes wandered further up the arcanine's frame. He was facing her with his backside, his lifted tail leaving nothing to the imagination as usual.

Vivian was once again sucked in by the tantalizing view of the behemoth's massive balls and that tight pink pucker. But unlike in the city park, nobody would catch them here. This time, he wasn't holding her leash and going to yank her along. This time, he was all hers. Smacking her lips, she stumbled toward the presenting arcanine and grabbed his hindquarters, sinking her hands deep into his luxurious fur.

Ajax grunted in surprise and jerked up his head, dropping his hind leg into the creek, but he didn't stop her. He just stopped peeing, having run out of juice for now. Or he simply didn't want to accidentally piss on himself as he continued guzzling water from the stream. His tail stayed hiked throughout, and he pushed his butt back into her face.

His shove was the signal for Vivian to get to work. Spreading his mighty buttocks with both hands, she shoved her face against his crack. Nose against the rim of his asshole, she took a deep whiff of his mind-bending musk, getting her mind spinning and her mouth watering. Then she pressed her lips against his pucker, indulging him with a wet smack.

The kiss quickly turned into a lick. She glided her tongue around that tight pink hole, clockwise, counterclockwise, again and again. She followed up with a few slurps across the clenched dimple, eliciting a breathy groan from the furred behemoth before she pressed her taster against the snug center, shoving it as deep inside as she could reach.

Ajax's asshole eagerly reciprocated Vivian's affection, puckering against her lips like a lover's kiss while it contracted tightly around her curling tongue, and his grunts grew even heavier as she curled and wriggled her tongue inside his ass. She couldn't go quite deep enough to reach his prostate, but it was more than plenty to draw the rest of his gargantuan bitch breaker out of his sheath. Not to mention that his potent aroma once again smothered her taste buds, and after she had rinsed her mouth with the clear creek water, his taste was all the more intense, driving tears into her eyes and making her salivate like a bitch in heat.

She clenched her thighs together as his aroma got her dripping, fanning the fire inside her loins into an aggravating desperation. She wasn't the only one who was leaking, though. The male's abdominal muscles clenched hard around her tongue and beneath her fingertips as he squirted gooey wads of pre across the creek with heavy groans. Splattering the tree trunks and undergrowth with sticky rope after rope, the sheer weight and force behind the spurts cracked branches and snapped some completely, cutting a swath of destruction into the forest.

As the male lost himself in his bitch's fervent rimming, his grunts grew hotter still, and so did his pre. Steaming and bubbling as it burst from his growing erection, it clouded the woods around them in a sweltering mist. It soon looked like they were in an ariados's lair with stringy webbing everywhere.

Vivian was fully enamored with the arcanine's asshole when he suddenly pulled away for seemingly no reason. Mind fogged up with arousal, she lost her balance and slumped into the creek. "Ack, Ajax, what are you doing? Where are you going?" Sluggishly, she dragged herself up, only to spot the reason behind his unexpected movement.

A rapidash mare was peeking out from the undergrowth, her nostrils flared and her eyes pinned on the bulky male next to the creek. She nervously sidled on her hooves, shaking, yet she stayed in place, observing and drooling at the sight and smell of the powerful arcanine.

"Oh, Ajax, look how friendly this rapidash is. Maybe you two can be friends?" Vivian whispered with a cautious smile as the arcanine took a step toward the pokemon in the bushes.

The mare mirrored Ajax's movement, taking a cautious step out of the undergrowth. Then another, circling and inspecting him at a safe distance while giving Vivian a side view of her plump equine pussy. The rapidash was as soaked as she was, dripping and winking with audible squelches. She sniffed the air with a snort, only to freeze when Ajax moved a step closer still, locking up while she struggled to decide whether he was worth the risk or not.

Ultimately, the rapidash got cold feet. With a nervous whinnie, she whirled around and slammed her hooves into the ground to dash off.

The arcanine unleashed a commanding growl to stop her, but to no avail. His audible indignation still made her jump, tripping her up so much that he effortlessly caught up with her. Vivian knew how high the male could jump from playing Frisbee with him, but it sent a chilly shiver down her spine as the giant cleared the entire distance between him and the mare in one wide leap.

The rapidash neighed in distress as the hulking beast landed on her back with a heavy thud.

He instinctively wrapped his forepaws around her flanks, digging his claws into her light fur, and he snatched her flaming scruff with his sharp canines, sinking them in deep enough to draw blood before he yanked her back.

The mare bucked and reared up against the arcanine, but to little avail. He was bigger than her, heavier in any case, and strong enough to wrestle her down and overburden her shaking legs until she folded and collapsed into the grass. Her neighs grew shriller, her tail swatting from side to side in one last attempt to shake him off, but he caught it with his hind paw and stomped it down with little hesitation.

Only a few seconds had passed since Ajax had pounced on the rapidash, but it felt like several hours to Vivian as she watched the brutal spectacle. Part of her squirmed at the way he treated the poor mare, dragging his claws across her flanks to leave deep, bloody streaks in their wake, but she knew she couldn't stop him. Besides, her attention was captured by something she had almost forgotten about in the rush.

The brutish beast slapped his rock-hard bitch breaker across his partner's puffy pussy with a resounding clap. Twice. Every impact made her jolt up and whine in growing panic, but that was nothing compared to the scream that erupted from her muzzle when Ajax rammed his entire girth inside her in one brutal thrust.

Vivian gasped as she spotted the bulge on the rapidash's underside. It stayed for exactly one heartbeat before the arcanine pulled back, extracting almost two feet of his cock meat before driving it back in with the same gentleness as a railroad worker with a spike maul.

A growl of primal lust poured from Ajax's muzzle as he unleashed his pent-up fervor upon his involuntary partner, sending a flickering flame around the neck of the other fire type. The sheer brutality of his pounding made Vivian realize how much he had been holding back with her so far, sending a strangely excited flutter through her, while his unapologetic dominance fanned the blazing fire inside her loins, clouding her mind and guiding her fingers between her thighs to pay her own distracting desires some overdue attention.

Part of her wished she could've been in the rapidash's place, taking on her beast's true horny rage as he deserved, but not even her burning arousal could blot out the neighs and whines of pain and pleasure from the troubled mare as Ajax raped her. She nevertheless reveled in his rush, carried along by his instinctive urge to breed and procreate in a bestial madness, rubbing and fingering herself to the sounds of his relentless thrusts into his partner's deepest depths.

Before long, the fur and grass around the rapidash were drenched with her crimson blood as Ajax dug his claws ever deeper into her sides to keep her pinned while his hips turned into a flaming blur. His growls were the fiercest she had ever heard, no longer rivaling rolling thunder but the rumble of a volcano about to erupt, and his every thrust was accompanied by a resounding whack of his swinging ballsack, shaking and bruising the mare's thick thighs with every blow.

The violent breeding wouldn't escalate forever, however, as the arcanine closed in on a colossal eruption. When his knot finally emerged from his sheath with a nasty pop, he made the mare feel its swelling, gargantuan dimensions in one last brutal rush to the finish. Slaps echoed through the woods like gunshots as he battered his bloated bulb against the female's folds, stretching them apart and breaking her in a little more with each stroke. There was only one way he would allow this to end.

The rapidash tossed back her head when the brute lodged his knot inside her. He stretched her channel so far that the raw forces snapped her pelvis with a dull crack. She collapsed completely onto the ground, shaking and quivering with labored snorts and pants while Ajax let go of her scruff and roared in triumph.

Vivian's fingers danced over her slit in a frenzy. The moment the arcanine tied the mare, she shoved two fingers inside. She curled and thrust them so hectically that they almost cramped, but she didn't care. Biting her lip, she followed the scene with unbroken attention, breathing almost as heavily as the broken rapidash as she slowly carried herself over the edge. "Yes. Yes! Fuck, yes!"

Ajax's right ear flicked up, and he glanced at Vivian, shooting her a toothy smirk before he breathed in and roared in primal pleasure, a burst of fire spraying from the depths of his maw as he exhaled a gust of superheated air. His fiery eruption was still second to the flood churning in his clenching breeding orbs. She couldn't see his hyper-virile nut sludge making its way through his system, but she could see how the first spurt slammed into the mare's womb with enough force to distend her abdomen, pushing deep into her uterus, into her ovaries, and into her ova. Not to mention the viscous gurgling and thumping as it filled her up, drawing ever hotter, needier huffs and snorts from her muzzle in a spray of hot saliva and flickering flames, and before long, the shivering creature's abdomen expanded from the excessive amount of semen the male pumped inside her.

While the arcanine claimed another fertile uterus, Vivian pushed herself over the edge as well. Her fingers finally locked up as her brain short-circuited, and she lost her balance, dropping onto her side as she unraveled with bliss. Clenching vigorously around her digits, she watched through a horny blur as her master's nuts continued their potent dance unabated, stretching and swelling the mare further and further until she looked as if she was in her late term.

Technically, the arcanine's tie could've lasted for another half hour, if not more – Vivian knew from plenty of her own experience – but Ajax didn't seem in the mood for waiting today. Fervently flicking his tail, he let out curt grunts and growls before he finally deemed his partner properly stuffed and impregnated. Ignoring the fact that he was stuck inside her trembling cunt, he got up and turned around, bracing one hind paw against her scratched-up rump to extract his giant bulb from her, whether she wanted or not.

The rapidash accompanied the arcanine's heavy grunt with a shrill neigh, only for his knot to come undone in a meaty pop. Their cumming watcher shivered as she saw the aftermath of the tie. The mare's channel was utterly ruined and agape, a feebly fluttering abyss reaching all the way to her cum-packed womb. Her cervix apart, Vivian could see a distinct glistening bulge from her master's congealed seed in the broken orifice, sealing itself inside her.

The fact that Ajax turned her into this every time he impaled and knotted her made Vivian realize how much her body had to have adapted to suit him. Unlike the sorry mare, she had already become the beast's perfect cock sleeve, and the twisted thought made her lose herself in another orgasm.

Meanwhile, Ajax had finished his tie, but he wasn't done cumming quite yet. His clenching breeding barrels had a few more gallons of his concentrated semen to spare. He made sure to cover her with every single ounce of it, layering rope after rope of the hot, congealed nut sludge over the mare's back and sides until everything from her horn to her fiery tail was covered by a thick, steaming layer of his seed.

After the fiery behemoth had emptied his balls, he stepped beside the defeated rapidash's head, aimed his swollen fuck meat at her, and gave it a spirited shake. He jostled it until finally, a torrent of scalding golden piss burst free, clearing out the last few chunks of seed and blasting them over her face in a second shower. Like his human bitch, he marked her so thoroughly that she would never forget his taste and scent, burning it deep into her memory and fur. And only once she was so utterly soaked in his scent that other pokemon could tell who owned her from a mile away, he stopped pissing and sauntered away from her with a deep grunt of relief.

Vivian's high faded when a shadow appeared above her. The arcanine had stepped in front of her, unceremoniously dropping a poke ball he had ripped off her belt in front of her. His aggressive glare had faded, but his impatience remained as he bobbed on his paws in front of her. Wagging his tail in a blur, he nudged her with his snout so hard that he almost flipped her over and shunted her into the creek.

"You want me to catch your new f-friend, Ajax?"

Ajax nodded with a determined huff, casting a glance at the broken mare. She hadn't budged an inch, passed out cold from the ordeal.

Vivian looked at the rapidash for another moment, watching her battered, blood-soaked chest rise and fall. Then she picked up the poke ball. "Okay."