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The strong scent of sweat and musk hit Zorua's nose hard the moment he opened the doors to the family gym. It was a scent he'd gotten used to, but the first whiff after a while away was always the most potent. By the time he was done here, his nose would probably would adjust to it, making it seem less intense...but he'd enjoy it while he had the chance.

"Okay, Dad...we're here, you know the drill." Behind him, Zoroark trailed obediently, led by a leash attached to his collar. His head bowed deferentially to his son, as he was not allowed to speak at the moment. Not for long, as Zorua unclipped the leash and hung it on a hook near the door. It wasn't often he was given this freedom, but workouts were a special time. "It's time for your workout...I'll meet back up with you at the doors when everything's done."

Zoroark nodded quietly, not showing any disagreement. Zorua grinned and pulled him down by his fur, his muzzle meeting his father's and drawing him into a quick but deep kiss. Their tongues danced, moans rising from each of them as they enjoyed each other's taste and feel. It felt far too brief, but they had something to do, so Zorua pulled back after just a few seconds, giving Zoroark a cheeky grin. "That should keep you happy for a little while...don't miss me too much!"

An eager smile and nod from Zoroark before he trotted off into the gym. Zorua grinned as he watched his father's hair and hips sway a bit in the retreat. Who could resist that ass? More likely than not he'd show up at the end and Zoroark wouldn't be there, he'd be too busy getting plowed by someone after their workout got them all pent up and needy. Well, if he wasn't there, then he'd get left behind; Zorua would just grab the leash and put it back on when Zoroark was finally returned to him. And then maybe he could deliver a little punishment...

Snickering to himself, he entered the gym proper as well. There were machines of all shapes and sizes inside, to fit creatures of all shapes and sizes in all the workouts they could want. And they wanted quite a bit - there was muscle aplenty in all of them, and time set aside quite often to help build it up further. He couldn't stop imagining their bodies, glistening with sweat, bulging with raw muscle power, so hot and sexy...he could feel his sheath stirring at the thought, his mind wasn't as focused on the workout as it usually was.

As he looked around, his eyes were rapidly drawn to his brothers Riolu and Buneary. The two of them were next to the smaller free weights - 'smaller' being a relative term as they were still quite large and weighty - working on curls, arms tensing and flexing on each lift and drop of the weights. Grinning, he stepped up towards them, ears twitching as he heard their voices in debate - an argument, though not a nasty one.

"I so do too have the bigger muscles!" Definitely Riolu, his voice was the most distinctive to Zorua.

"No you don't. Look at me, then look at you. I'm clearly bigger."

"So what if you're bigger? You're just taller, I've got more actual muscle!"

"My muscles are taller, so they're therefore bigger. Just a fact, bro."

"Fact my ass! You know you're wrong, you just won't admit it! When they talk about big, they don't mean tallness, they mean girth and quality!"

"Oh, come on! You know that's such bullshit!" Buneary was giggling as he said it, though, not nearly as angry as the words sounded.

Zorua wasn't really going to be able to settle the debate, they both had points in his eyes. Very compelling points...his eyes were running up and down their bodies, soaking in the straining and bulging muscles being worked over and over. Thoughts of joining them in the curls left his head as he stepped up behind Buneary, his fingers starting to run up and down over the muscles in his sides and front, drawing along the contours of his pectorals and abdominal muscles. He really was tall...a lot taller than Zorua or Riolu, that was for sure. "Mm...tall muscles are pretty good muscles anyway, I think. Especially when they're as tall as you are..."

"Ah...well, you're eager today, aren't you?" Buneary didn't break stride with his curls, though there was a definite twitch in his body at the touch of those fingers.

"Watch out, Buneary, looks like he's in one of THOSE moods," Riolu chuckled. "He'll never let you go now, your pecs will never be safe."

"Oh, shut up, I am not." He sounded a bit huffier than he wanted to in response to that. They liked to tease him about what they called his 'muscle worship moods.' So what if he liked how muscles looked and felt? So what if he wanted to get up close to them and feel them all over? It wasn't like he was obsessed with them...okay, maybe sometimes he found them more distracting than others, but it wasn't a 'mood,' just his preferences. They made it sound like a bad thing, a problem that they needed to wait out.

"Ah, well, it's a good way for them to go, anyway." Buneary didn't seem to mind the attention at least, leaning back slightly into Zorua and letting him tease and grope him. The deft fingers rubbed all over him, brushing through his fur and pleasantly touching every part of his torso. Zorua smirked a bit as he brought his hands down further, letting them brush against his sheath. He gave a brief squeeze, forcing a gasp out of Buneary and causing his arms to shake as he brought the bar up. "Ah...mmm...yeah..."

"Hah, Zorua, I think you're supposed to be working out, not giving others a workout," Riolu snarked, grinning as he watched the fox play with Buneary. Oh, he was definitely in a mood, and that amused Riolu to no end.

Zorua scowled at him, but then it turned to an evil grin. With a last squeeze, he pulled away from Buneary and strode over to Riolu, leering at him a bit. "Well, you're so chatty, you clearly want attention...now you're gonna get it."

Before Riolu could react properly, Zorua grabbed him and brought his muzzle to the canine's, mashing himself into Riolu's muzzle in a deep, sloppy kiss. With his arms curled up and held tight to the bar, Riolu was helpless to do anything but let Zorua do what he wanted, letting him thrust his tongue into his muzzle and his hands wander over his body, stroking and pinching and pressing into the muscle, getting every feel for it he could. It was a strain keeping the bar in place with all the stimulation, but he kept at it, proving his worth...no weight was gonna beat him. Zorua might, but the weight wouldn't.

But it was a LONG kiss. Zorua seemed to never need to come up for air, his tongue lashing along and mouth sucking at Riolu's for over a minute. And those wandering hands went everywhere - his chest, pecs, sides, curled arms, thighs, and crotch were all victims of his touch, and a couple of squeezes to his balls were enough to get his legs shaking a bit. It felt really good, he wasn't going to deny that, but his arms were beginning to get worn out.

"Fuck, man, you've got it BAD." Buneary's teasing voice cut in, and Zorua broke the kiss to glare back at him, pulling away just enough to give Riolu some relief.

"Hey, I don't call your fetishes moods like I'm going crazy or something."

"You can deny it all you want, but you were sucking face like your life depended on it. You don't do that every day, and if you're getting THAT into it, you're way needy."

"Yeah, and we know just what it is you need," Riolu said with plenty of cheek. "You know, Mom's over on the bench presses...I think she'd like some attention, if she's not getting it already."

"She might be," Buneary replied with a knowing chuckle. "Garchomp's over there too...you know they do more than just spot each other when they work out, if he's not in her already he's aching to be."

Zorua knew they were poking fun at him, but rapidly found himself not caring. His thoughts were on the two they mentioned...his mother and Garchomp were incredibly muscular, with physiques that would have him salivating in the easiest times, and right now he needed them worse than he ever would've admitted. Almost in a daze he turned away from his brothers and started wandering towards the bench presses, intent on getting some action from them. Riolu and Buneary just exchanged grins and continued on with their workout - what could they do when Zorua was in that state? They'd just be along for the ride, wherever it ended.

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Zorua had a goal, and he wasn't going to be dissuaded from it. Not that there weren't other sights that might have gotten him on a different day.

His eyes glanced over at Serperior. The snake was in a unique rig that tested his upper body strength - coiled once over a high bar, his 'neck' was in a rig that had weights attached to it, and he was lifting it up and down, trying to build up those vital muscles. Being the shape he was, there were a number of machines that only he could use, to try to build every part of his body, but this one might've been the toughest, forcing him to work muscles that weren't as easy for him to build.

Though, that wasn't the only thing being exercised. Zorua could see Snivy pressed against him, hanging off of Serperior's dangling lower body...her mouth was latched onto one of his cocks, bobbing and sucking like a baby at a teat. It took a moment for Zorua to notice that the other one was occupied at her other end, her ass having sucked in more of it than he'd thought she could handle. Her sopping snatch was providing a healthy wetness on the floor beneath...he wondered if she'd been 'working out' that part as well. It never seemed to stop Serperior's efforts on the machine, he was rising and dropping just like he should've been...but the bucking and shifting of his lower body suggested that his mind wasn't totally locked into the exercise.

He stopped caring pretty quickly, though, because he was nearing the bench presses and his goal. And it was easy to see them: Lopunny and Garchomp, the former lifting massive weights with seeming ease while the latter played the role of spotter. To Zorua, it seemed unnecessary to have a spotter when she seemed so untroubled by the lifts, but they'd always talked about good habits and having a spotter was a requirement on the bench presses. And it probably didn't hurt that she got a good full view of Garchomp's massive body as well...he knew he'd be fine with having those enormous muscles up in his face constantly.

Tempting as it was to start playing with the big sharkdragon, he knew he'd get in hot water for disturbing the spotter. Especially from his mother, she was no-nonsense about that rule and he'd heard more than one sibling get chewed out for failing to follow it. However, she was more than fair game...he was practically drooling as he started running his hands along her side, feeling the thick fibers underneath the fur.

Calling Lopunny ripped was putting it mildly. In terms of raw bulk, only Garchomp beat her, and he was a lot larger to start with. She was the cream of the crop as far as their group went, and naturally one of the most prominent targets for his attention. His hands wandered over her, moving from her sides to her abdomen, feeling over the deep grooves between the multi-pack before rubbing at the taut bulges. One of his hands stroked along her bulging thighs, trailing over the veins with special care. Those thighs looked almost too thick for her body, like they would pop off of her at any moment if they moved the wrong way. He'd always envied how they looked, he couldn't seem to get that much thickness in his own...maybe he just needed more time, but he was a bit impatient for it.

His gaze trailed up her torso, past her arms which were much like her legs, almost looking too big and bulky for her body. He would've so liked to have worshipped them, but that might have disrupted her lifts, and he knew she wouldn't appreciate that. The rest of the touches weren't doing anything to bother her, though; indeed, she seemed to not even notice, or if she did she was so locked into what she was doing that it wasn't affecting her. Not unusual given how into her workouts she got...that dedication and focus was probably a large reason she was able to get so big.

He watched as the bar was brought down, right up against her enormous breasts. Just like her muscles - everything about her was just big, big and wonderful. The huge mounds made it quite challenging to get the bar down as far as it was technically supposed to, but it wasn't stopping the workout in any way and it wasn't like there was any competition going on. He would've spent some time on those, too, but not with that bar coming down so close...if something did go wrong, that amount of weight would snap him apart wherever it hit. But there was one part of her he could play with that wouldn't put him in harm's way...

With a devilish grin, he slipped away from Lopunny's side, only to pop up between her legs. They were already spread apart for the best leverage on the bench press, providing easy access to her delectable snatch. And he was all too happy to take advantage - quick as a flash, his muzzle was buried into her crotch, tongue lashing all over her cunt and drinking in her flavor. This was a lot more than just the petting he'd done earlier, but again she seemed not to miss a beat in her lifts...all this was just another test, another bit of practice to help improve her focus. And he was more than happy to help with that.

His eyes lidded as he slurped away, hands gripping her thighs tightly as he dove in deeper, getting little resistance. She was amazingly, incredibly loose, how she'd managed it he never knew. It was exactly what she'd wanted, though, allowing her to take males like Serperior and Garchomp without any difficulty at all - only Azelf and one of his younger Buneary brothers were as lucky as to be able to do that. So impressive, that he'd emerged from there years ago and yet he could probably have crawled back in without much trouble right that moment...not that he was going to, that would make it difficult to have as much fun as he wanted.

His muzzle was starting to get wet with her fluids when he heard a loud clang. The sound caused him to jump a bit and pull away, just in time to see Lopunny sit up; the weights were back on the rack, and Garchomp was moving over to the next bar, setting up the next round of weights. "Looks like someone's been busy..." she said in a slightly sultry, slightly weary tone; clearly it hadn't been a trivial workout. She gave his head a pat and ruffle, pushing his head away from her as she swung her leg over. "Sorry, but I've got spotting duty, you're going to have to find another way to have your fun." She stood up and strode over to the other bench, where Garchomp was laying down and getting into position.

Zorua huffed a bit; he'd barely gotten started with his fun with her, and now he had to be done? How lame...but Garchomp was going to be on the bench, his body fully exposed and ready for teasing and touching. His grin returned; one type of fun ended, but another would soon begin. He padded up over to the other bench, waiting until Garchomp was good and engaged before clambering on top of him, clinging to his abs to heft himself up onto that large body. The sharkdragon easily dwarfed him, but that was all the better in his eyes; it meant a lot more muscle to love.

Garchomp didn't try to stop him even a bit, letting him stroke his abs over and over as he started pumping the iron in his fists. Zorua had free reign, and he was using it as best he could; he needed the time, those huge abs had a lot of surface to cover. He felt tiny on Garchomp, like an insect might seem on himself...maybe not quite that scale, but it sure felt like it at times. What he wouldn't give to have this kind of muscle on himself...everything about Garchomp's body inspired envy, especially the things he knew he couldn't have. He could work out forever but he wouldn't gain the scale of the dragon.

He scooted up a bit towards Garchomp's chest, taking care to stay well away from the rising and sinking bar. Instead he put his nose and tongue to the test, kissing and licking at the rough hide as he stroked it all over, enjoying the feeling of the muscles tensing and flexing underneath his hands as the bar was lifted and dropped. There was a clear tang on Garchomp, he'd been working out plenty already and a fine sheen of musky sweat was on him...his tongue picked it up, his nose was bombarded with the scent of it, it was dizzying and lust-inducing, even more than eating out Lopunny had been. Something about this massive male just got him so hot, he couldn't think straight sometimes under his influence...

Zorua slowly scooted down the huge body, rubbing and licking constantly as he moved towards his target. The dragon's slit, glistening with wetness, the strongest emitter of his musk...he lavished his attention on it, both hands and tongue all working the bulging flesh over, trying to make him show off his prize. It went from big to enormous in rapid fashion, and soon enough the immense tip of Garchomp's cock started to push out of his slit. As more of it started to emerge, Zorua grabbed hold near the end, letting his body ride the rising staff out so that he never got too far away. His body was partly wrapped around it, fingers clutching the sizable fleshy spikes running down the sides. Oh, to be able to have something like this inside him...Lopunny knew what it was like, and from the sounds of her moans Zorua knew she had to love it like little else. He didn't know if he'd ever have the capacity to find out for himself.

Still, that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy it at all. Opening his mouth wide, he began to lick all over the tip of it, slathering it with spit and picking up the immensely powerful, raw and musky taste of it. His hands gripped the sides tight and rubbed them a bit while his body shifted back and forth against it, his fur providing a nice warm touch that made Garchomp purr slightly. It didn't seem to be disrupting him at all, but there was definitely more reaction from the sharkdragon than there had been from Lopunny. A bit of a delirious grin formed on Zorua's face, though it was obscured by his mouth being so wide open, trying to work the tip like he was planning on cramming it in, impossible as that was. At least he was catching the very end of it well, slurping up grainy, thick precum as it slowly leaked out.

Another clang rang out, making him jump again and look up. Garchomp had replaced the bar...how long had he been here? He'd gotten kind of lost in the smell and taste of him...even now he could feel his head spinning a bit, overpowered with sexual stimulation...he realized his own cock was fully out and hard, grinding against Garchomp's shamelessly. Before he could take advantage of this, though, he felt something grip his ruff and lift him off of that huge shaft. A whimper escaped him as his prize was taken away, but he knew it was Lopunny holding him, and she wouldn't be swayed by any begging.

"Sorry, kiddo, but I'm doing squats and I need his full attention. You'll have to find someone else to have fun with...or get to a workout of your own, doesn't seem like you've done that much of it so far."

"All right..." Zorua groaned with a long sigh, making a bit of a production out of it but not arguing the point. He definitely felt a bit sulky, no one else had quite the muscle that those two did. Sure, he could have fun without them, but he really hoped to have some more time with the biggest ones...then he yipped, snapping out of his reverie as he felt a sharp smack to his rear by a huge hand. He looked up to see Garchomp grinning down at him devilishly, an expression that would've been frightening if he didn't know the sharkdragon so well.

"Don't think you're done yet...I'll find you later to finish what you started."

Zorua shivered a bit at the deep voice delivering its half-threat, half-promise. At least he wouldn't have to go without for too long...he nodded absently, but Garchomp was already stomping off, heading over to Lopunny as she prepped another absurd set of weights. Well, he'd have to kill time doing something...he started walking absently, head still a bit hazy as the strong scents of the two muscular Pokémon hung in his nose. Perhaps he could work out himself, try to develop more of his own muscle, but somehow his mind wasn't really going in that direction. Surely someone else would want to play with him...give him something to do until Garchomp brought his huge body and cock back over to play with him again...maybe they could try to get it in a little bit, Lopunny had to be able to do it somehow, couldn't he learn?

He barely even realized where he was until he heard Azelf's voice call out a bit loudly from very close by. He snapped to attention, confused at the presence of the group of kids and the two Lucario; when had he gotten over here? But he didn't have much time to question anyone, as Azelf had collected their attention and was now the star of the show.

"Okay, now, I've been hearing some of you asking this question, so I think it's time for a bit of a lesson on physiology!" Azelf's arm swept up toward the two Lucario, one standing quite significantly taller than the other and with proportions more like Azelf's, the other looking like a typical Lucario, albeit quite a bit bulkier. "Today's lesson: what makes a 'feral' and what makes an 'anthro!'"

Well, he didn't need this lesson, he already knew the differences. His face broke into a silly grin...surely Azelf wouldn't mind some attention during this boring lecture? At least he could rub up against those muscles...it would be a lot easier than with Garchomp or Lopunny, the sprite was only about the same size as he was, so he wouldn't be having any trouble reaching anything. Without really thinking about it, he snuck up to Azelf, wrapping his arms around him in a nice hug before starting to let his fingers dance around those muscles. It was always a different experience touching Azelf compared to the others, most of them had fur or some other texture to them like Garchomp's roughness, but Azelf was very smooth, hairless, soft in some ways. Zorua wasn't sure if he liked it better than fur but the novelty of it always had some appeal for him.

Azelf seemed not to be bothered by the contact, maintaining his lecture without difficulty, though he was also pushing slightly into the touches, either because he really liked it or just to tease Zorua. Or both. "Now here, you see two creatures, both Lucario, but you can tell they look very different. Why is this? It has to do with some genetic differences in build...our taller friend here, he's got genes that give mons a particular 'anthro' build style." On cue, the taller Lucario stepped forward, posing in front of the kids, flexing a bit to show off the mass of his muscle and the form of his body. Though his hands remained roaming over Azelf, Zorua's eyes were locked on Lucario, drinking in the sight of his thick, sturdy muscles, especially the powerful thighs and calves which were almost unrivaled amongst the adults. Not that his upper body wasn't nice and impressive as well, bulging pectorals and a powerful abdomen clearly visible and prominent on his chest and stomach. "Anthros will have a similar frame shape no matter what species traits they have - like, you see me, and Zorua here, we both have builds that are very much like Lucario's, even though he's a little bit bigger as you can tell!"

Azelf's arm flourished again, and the other Lucario stepped forward, taking on the same general poses for the benefit of the kids. He was more the height of a typical Lucario, and his body was noticeably less bulky, though still quite nice. Zorua thought he looked very good for a feral, his eyes were certainly drawn as well though he didn't feel quite the same level of thrill as with the other Lucario. "On the other hand, our shorter friend is a 'feral' with the original build style of his species!" Zorua felt a tingle down his spine as the sprite's other hand started ruffling his head fur, getting a happy sound out of him as he intensified his groping and stroking. "Now, you'll notice that as a feral, he doesn't look quite as bulky as an anthro. Don't be fooled! He has just about the same muscle mass as our anthro friend here, but it doesn't show as well on his body; because of his traits, there's less physical evidence of his strength. And it does make it harder for him to build up his muscle, because his frame has limits on it. He's just had to work much harder to get to that level!"

"Why do some people talk about semi-anthro?" a Riolu asked. "What's the difference with that?"

"Good question! Anthro and feral are pretty much two ends of the spectrum, but it's possible to fall in between! When anthros and ferals interbreed, the result can be fully anthro, fully feral, or a mix of the two. It's more likely to happen when one of the parents is in a more 'anthro-type' egg group. Some of us fall into that area...for example, Zorua's dad." Zorua's ears perked up a bit, his attention called to what was being said for the first time, though it was still tough to focus with that hand petting his head. "You can see that Zorua is entirely anthro, just like myself, but his dad is feral with some anthro traits. I can't really paint a general picture because the traits may differ between individuals...but if you see someone that doesn't look quite like us but also doesn't look feral, that's probably what they are!"

"Will we know what we are?" another voice called out. "Like, do anthros know they're anthros, and ferals know they're ferals?"

"Well, not innately, no. There's nothing inside you about the label, it's more what people tell you you are by observing how you compare to each prototype."

"So, could you think someone's a feral, but they're really semi-anthro and you just can't see what's different about them? Or maybe they're semi-anthro or anthro but the feral looks too anthro to easily tell the difference?"

Azelf chuckled a bit. "Good questions, indeed, but that's something that's much more complicated! I can tell you more at a time when we're not busy doing something else! For now, let's get cracking at those workouts, you all have a lot to do to reach top physical form! Let's go then!"

At that final proclamation, his siblings dispersed, some taking on the machines while others went to free weights. Azelf finally had to push Zorua away, the fox letting out a disappointed groan as his hands were suddenly bereft of muscular body to touch. "Sorry, but the kids need some supervision...you'll have to find someone else to play with for now. Maybe I'll find you later..."

"Fine..." Zorua grumbled a bit, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. He turned to see if he could find some time with one of the Lucarios, but both of them were already off helping the kids, and it was pretty easy to see that his attention wouldn't be properly appreciated. It was so annoying - he wanted to lavish attention, and maybe get some action with it, but no one was available! What did he have to do?

He started walking again, looking around for anyone who might be available. At least his head wasn't so foggy, he was a bit more in his own mind and wouldn't have trouble seeing what he needed to see. While the biggest and best targets still looked plenty busy, he finally laid eyes on a good prospect: the Buneary twins. Off in their own corner, not working with weights or anything, mostly just doing stretches and sit-ups and other body-only exercises. Nothing too difficult to interrupt...he grinned a bit, he hadn't had any action with these two in a while, maybe this would be a good time to fix that.

"Hey, you two...up for a bit of fun?"

The female looked up at him, a bit surprised, but smiling. "Well, aren't you just in time...we were just talking about changing up our workout a bit. If you want in, you'll have to get in line, though..."

"Or come up with some way to play with me while I'm doing what I do," the male said cheekily. "You're the creative one, so I'm sure you can come up with something!"

"Oh, yeah, you'd better believe it. Why don't you two get to it, and you'll see what I can bring."

"Well, you heard him," the female said to her brother, laying back and spreading her legs, showing off how wet she already was; clearly the workout had been getting her in the mood already. So it was for the male, too, as he was already out and hard, much like Zorua was. As he dropped himself over his sister, lining up at her entrance, Zorua slunk behind them and sat nearby, flexing his fingers as he eyed that tight rear. This Buneary was always nice and tight, but could also stretch like few others, a product of being Azelf's offspring; there was no need to go easy or worry about depth, he could handle anything Zorua threw at him.

The two Buneary let out pleasured groans as the male jabbed into the female, his cock sinking in quickly to the hilt in her snug snatch. With the kind of energy stereotypically ascribed to rabbity individuals, they quickly took on a brisk pace, the male thrusting in and out vigorously while one of his hands played with his sister's breasts, fondling them and rubbing his fingers over her nipples. He was intimately familiar with her, knew all the best ways to make her feel fantastic, and didn't hold back a bit on assailing as many of them as he could, getting her to moan and yell out more and more.

And then Zorua struck. As Buneary pulled back out, the fox's hand pushed into his rear, his fingers making a narrow cone to easily press into the bunny's ass before he balled them into a fist. He went in pretty roughly, letting Buneary's own momentum push his arm deeper inside. A long, low moan rushed from Buneary's mouth, his tongue lolling out as he felt a nice, thick something in his rear again, massaging his prostate and pressing his walls out just the way he loved. Now his thrusts started to get harder in both directions, shoving forcefully back against his brother's arm as he pulled back and inserting himself more quickly into his Buneary sister.

"Ah...yes...more..." His sister was bucking back into him, lifting herself up slightly to bring him in deeper. Loud slurps and squishes starting to ring out as she got far wetter, some of her fluids dripping out onto the floor as they were drawn out by her brother's dick. "Ohh...this is my kind of workout..."

Zorua snickered; she was really getting a lot out of that, he hoped his turn would be just as fun for her. His free hand was stroking his own cock as he worked himself as deep into Buneary as possible, deliberately trying to prod his hot spots while he primed himself for action. He pushed in all the way up to his elbow, the farthest he could manage from his current angle, more than enough for fun at least, and more than enough to get the spots he wanted. He especially enjoyed the slight jerks in Buneary's body and clenching of his ass whenever he worked the right spots...nothing was more satisfying when arm-deep in someone else.

The sounds and sights of sex weren't going unnoticed by the rest of the gym. Eyes were gradually turning towards the trio, watching as they had their fun; some continued to work out as they watched, while others forgot what they were doing in their interest. Not the most unusual thing to see in this particular gym, but always eye-catching...and it was getting the expected reaction out of most of the observers, swelling and saturation all over the place. The clean-up was going to be especially tricky that day.

With so much action on either end, the male wasn't able to last too long. After just a few minutes of action on both prostate and dick, he let out a cry and began pouring his essence into his triplet sister's waiting pussy. She clamped down hard on him, pushing up into him to try to bring herself over the edge, aided by Zorua keeping him in place with his arm...soon enough she hit the sweet spot and let out a call of her own as she gushed all over him, her juices squirting out around his cock and soaking both of them and the floor. The two clung to each other, the male's jaw clenched and the female's hanging open as they rode out the waves of pleasure as long as they could.

As the highs tapered off, Zorua pulled his arm out of Buneary, panting rather hard himself. His cock was throbbing, he'd worked himself a bit more than he'd intended, but by now he didn't care so much if he didn't last quite as long as he could, he just wanted to get some action in. He was half-tempted to pull the male Buneary off of the female, free her up for some of his own action, but that would have been far too rude and likely would get him a reprimand later...then again, maybe he could start with the male's upturned hole, he wouldn't have to wait around for that...

Just as he was about to move, a huge shadow fell over them. His breath caught in his throat as the massive, muscular form of Garchomp stood over them, grinning down with an almost evil expression at him. Either he'd been watching, or Zorua's teasing from before was still working on him, because his massive, spiked cock was hard and dripping as well, the musk wafting off of it making him shiver. He seemed to be overlooking the two rabbits, instead shooting one huge hand down to grab Zorua, lifting him easily and throwing him over his shoulder.

"H-hey! I was just about to-"

"I don't care what you were gonna do with them...I need some action and you need to finish what you started. You're coming with me."

Zorua knew there was no point in arguing; a horny dragon was a dragon that got his way. At least he'd get some satisfaction in the end...

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Garchomp's trek took them all the way to the showers, where the scents of so many post-workout Pokémon were mingling, getting Zorua even more turned on. There must've been quite a few people in here already for them to be that strong...maybe he wasn't the only one about to get some shower action.

Finally the dragon stopped and pulled Zorua off his shoulder, dumping him rather unceremoniously on the ground. There were definitely others around...but they weren't engaged in anything, instead they were looking at him. Lopunny, Riolu, and Buneary, all seeming to be rather interested in his hard-on. "Ah? What's going on?"

"You are, quite a bit today," Lopunny said, her tone in the middle of admonishment and teasing. "Someone's been leaving people high and dry today, after spending so much time teasing them...you know you should finish what you start, don't you?"

"H-hey, you're the one who said I had to go do something else!"

"Indeed I did, but what of your poor brothers here? You up and left them with barely a care...surely you know that you're not supposed to do that?" Zorua averted his gaze...true, they had been the ones to point out Lopunny and Garchomp to him, but he could've waited, for sure. Teasing was good, but you were supposed to follow through in the end...

"Well, you can still do that, right here and now. Satisfy everyone you teased, and maybe some others...and then you'll avoid any punishment. Doesn't that sound fair?"

"Y-yes, ma'am..." Well, he was going to get that action, all right...maybe more than he bargained for. Well, better than nothing...and there was little question who was going first, as Lopunny grabbed his head and pushed it towards her pussy, almost pressing him in. On automatic, his tongue lashed out and started licking around her lips and pushing inside, getting quite the taste of her nectar all over his tongue. His head was freed, but the message was clear, and he made no effort to move away from her, continuing to lick and slurp, his hands on her thick thighs pressing into the bulging muscles.

It wasn't long before he had company. The huge figure of Garchomp had moved behind Lopunny, and now he was sawing his cock between her legs, rubbing it against her taint and making her shiver a bit. No command was necessary for Zorua here; as soon as that massive tool was within range, his hands were on it, stroking it up and down and flexing the spikes on the sides, pleasuring it as best he could with what he had to work with. The sheer size of it was humbling as always, and he felt some regrets that he couldn't get it inside him...how could he properly pleasure that cock without being able to wrap himself around it to the very base?

He kept up his licking, nose diving deeper into his mother's cunt to pleasure her more deeply. Not that he could possibly reach to the depths she could handle...another place where he had his limits, there was only so deep he could go and he knew she craved it deep. He could certainly pleasure her, but there was no getting what she wanted most out of him...he wondered if he'd ever get the chance to properly give her what she wanted. He'd need to get a lot bigger than he was if he wanted to do that...

It wasn't long before he was pulled away by a pair of hands on his hips. He was a bit confused until he looked back and saw Buneary grinning at him, his cock pressing in between his cheeks and rubbing up and down. "Left us all high and dry, for shame...time for us to get our due."

Zorua looked back at Lopunny, wondering if he was supposed to still be pleasuring her, but he just saw Garchomp lift her, lining up his cock with her entrance. With one fell swoop, the massive pole slammed into her, hilting deep into her body and making her croon out in ecstasy. Garchomp was grinning deviously down at him as he started thrusting into her, as if taunting him a bit for not having the size to properly pleasure her...or just showing him how it was actually done. He didn't get to see it for long, though, as Riolu suddenly stepped in front of him, pressing his own cock against the fox's muzzle and putting a hand behind his ears. "C'mon, time to get to work."

Zorua huffed a bit; Riolu wasn't like that usually, but Buneary had probably put him up to it. Nevertheless, he opened his mouth and took in Riolu's dick, licking and slurping and sucking messily over it, his tongue lashing around the knot with energy. He barely hesitated even as he felt Buneary shove his own cock into his ass, rapidly pumping in and out from the very start. Although the grunts that were coming from him weren't clear in their nature, his fully erect and dripping cock was a clear enough demonstration of how much he was enjoying the attention.

The sounds of sex were attracting more of a crowd to them, interested in the scene and perhaps eager to participate. Already occupied from both ends, Zorua was focused on getting his two brothers off, but his ears were picking up the sounds of Garchomp pounding his mother and others crowding around, chattering eagerly...he hadn't really had an audience like this before, with so many focused on him in particular, but even though it was kind of a punishment for him, it was still getting him worked up...he never realized he could find this so arousing, that was something more along the lines of what his father would be into. Though, he was probably getting it as well...

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden onset of his orgasm. He clamped down on Buneary's thrusting cock and moaned around his mouthful of Riolu as jets of pent-up cum sprayed against the shower tiles. He was shooting a fair gusher thanks to all the priming he'd gotten from sniffing Garchomp's musk, eating out Lopunny, teasing the others, fisting one of the younger Buneary...it felt like he was shooting out just about everything he could, but it felt so good to finally get there at last, he could scarcely care.

Soon enough, the others followed in his footsteps. Riolu started pumping back and forth in his muzzle, and then with a cry pushed in deep, forcing his jaw open to take his knot. Zorua's eyes closed hard as his jaw was spread, and he felt the pulses of Riolu seed surging down his throat, giving him the first of what would likely be numerous fillings. From behind, Buneary lasted a little bit longer, his tight grip on his hips and tail ensuring that he could pound nice and hard for nice and long, until he let out a relieved sigh of release and started filling Zorua from that end. His rear twitched and clenched down around the rabbit, milking him of his offering quite effectively, the wet rush in his rear nice and satisfying.

Thankfully, Riolu didn't keep him occupied for too long. As he was just about finished, he worked Zorua's jaw open a little wider and pulled his knot out, letting the final splashes of his cum roll along his tongue. He licked his lips as he swallowed; it wasn't a taste he got very often, but it wasn't that bad. Soon after he felt his rear get vacated as well, his hole drooling out some of the fluid that had been left inside him.

But there was no time for Zorua to rest, as another crowd started gathering around him, in every direction...including above him. Azelf was hovering over him, his hands pressing against the fox's tailhole. "You've got too much to do for us to all take turns...so let's speed things up a bit." Zorua found out what he meant pretty quickly, as he felt two cocktips pressing against his suddenly-stretched anus; the feral Lucario was beneath him, and he was pretty sure the anthro Lucario was the one joining him. The two rammed in harshly, stretching him wider than he ever had been before...he moaned lewdly as Azelf's power ensured that it only felt fantastic, there was no worry about the stretching now.

As the pair of Lucario started pumping into him, his head was occupied again; the female Buneary was first in front, pressing his muzzle against her snatch and forcing him to start licking. He could taste the male Buneary's cum all over it, mingled with her own fluids...he lapped quickly and thoroughly, trying to gather up as much of the semen as his tongue could possibly reach. Yet, she pulled away rather quickly, and another mon took her place, an anthro Snivy prodding both his cocks against him. He took one into his muzzle but let his tongue lash out against the other, trying to stimulate him the best way he could; this wasn't something he had had much experience with.

He was getting rather hard again rather quickly, his cock swelling back up and leaking pre onto the Lucario below him. He could feel the fur brushing against it every now and then, tickling it and making him shiver in pleasure...before he felt his ass get stretched open again when the two canines hammered into him. The feral Lucario was larger and he felt that one go deeper, but it was the other's fat shaft that gave the most added impact, distorting his ring beyond his imagination, making him moan out loudly even if his mouth was mostly occupied.

The anthro Snivy pulled back finally, but his tongue wasn't about to be put to rest, as a semi-anthro Riolu pushed her cunt into his face. He began licking again, starting to feel a bit worn out; his tongue hadn't gotten this much action in such a short amount of time before, and he was starting to lose the feeling in it a bit. Still, he did his best, working it into her and getting splashes of her flavor on it. His eyes were lidding a bit as he was getting lost in the action...

But they shot back open wide as he felt a pair of knots shove against his hole. It stretched so wide open, yet felt so tight...Zorua swore that Azelf was making sure he could only stretch just wide enough to let both knots in...and then they popped inside. Both canines let out a bit of a howl as they pumped his guts full of semen, filling him nice and full, their knots not allowing a drop past them. Zorua's fingers curled as he felt himself get nice and flooded, his bowels getting nice and soaked and the flood pumping deeper in him than ever before...and then his second climax hit, his body squirming and writhing as he shot out a much weaker load onto the feral Lucario below him. His cum soaked into Lucario's fur, making a fine mess of him as he ground himself into Zorua's ass in response, drawing out a bit more of his own load.

Azelf let the two Lucario stay like that for a while, in no hurry to get them out even though he could've stretched Zorua as much as needed to get those knots free. He just enjoyed the fox's squirming as the mass of meat stayed firmly stuck in his rear, the stretching pleasant with the help of Azelf's powers. Some moans could be heard from Zorua, though they were plenty muffled as his muzzle was being pressed into the Riolu girl's snatch, his tongue made to lap against the walls and lick up her fluids, each breath suffused with her scent. Not quite as powerful as Garchomp's for sure but still making him a bit dizzy...

Finally, Azelf popped the two Lucario out of Zorua's ass, before floating up behind Zorua and pressing his own cock into the fox. A muffled yip issued from Zorua as he felt his ass tighten down significantly, Azelf making sure the stretching he got from the Lucario wouldn't get in the way of his own pleasure; it felt almost like he was a virgin again, though Azelf wasn't treating him like one, as hard as he was pounding in, making his fingers curl up at the tension he was feeling. Which wasn't to say he didn't love every second of it; on the contrary, even with the added tightness it felt incredible.

He kept licking at his sister's pussy, but his ears were perking up. The deep growls and grunts from Garchomp were echoing through the shower, as well as the cries from Lopunny that were getting higher and higher. The great beast had to be getting close...he wished he could see it, the sight of that massive cock burying itself into his mother's twat, stretching it out of proportion over and over. Fuel for his imagination...perhaps a bit greedy seeing as both ends were already occupied, but he couldn't help it.

Azelf's rutting in him continued, and his mouth was still working over Riolu's cunny, finally getting her over the edge as a gush of liquid rushed out over his muzzle, his tongue licking up what it could in haste. Before he could break from her, though, a loud roar and shriek erupted from behind her, Garchomp's and Lopunny's without a question; their orgasms hit almost at the same time, and Zorua could swear he could hear the fluid pumping into his mother, thick and gritty and strong-scented enough to penetrate even his heavily-occupied nose. He moaned a bit, wanting to be the one filled like that, but he would've settled for at least seeing it...

But a moment later, he heard heavy footfalls in his direction. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Garchomp carrying Lopunny, holding the panting rabbit up, her belly a bit swollen with his immense load. A quiet chuckle was all the warning he got, before the dragon lifted her off his cock...as soon as he was out, a mad rush of dragoncum gushed out of her snatch, drenching his face and neckfur as well as Riolu's stomach and privates. She let out a slightly shocked giggle, but didn't back away, letting the flood catch up to her as well as Zorua, as more gushes emerged from Lopunny. In seconds, almost all of Zorua's upper body was soaking in musky Garchomp seed, and everything from the Riolu girl's stomach down was likewise soaked. Finally she stepped away, leaving Zorua panting heavily. The heavy scent was already making Zorua dizzy like before, and his cock was pounding again, throbbing needingly...

And then his ass tightened down again, as Azelf forced it to clench and wrap around his dick tighter than ever, the prelude to getting off himself. Yet more cum was spilled inside him, the sprite's load joining the other three that had emptied themselves in his ass so far. His face was flushed red, he felt like a complete and total slut...which might've been a bit rougher of a feeling if it didn't happen to just about everyone occasionally, especially his generation.

But what came next did not happen to everyone. As soon as Azelf pulled out, he swung down underneath Zorua's body, his hands grabbing and pulling at the fox's cheeks and spreading him even wider than before. "Best get ready...your work's only just begun. I know you have a certain fantasy, I've been reading your mind..."

"Wh...what?" Zorua was a bit dull-headed at the moment, so it wasn't sinking in. "You can't...read my mind..."

"Sure I can, when you put your thoughts down in your journal. Best way to do it, really. Since you want it so bad, though, let's make sure you get it." Zorua still didn't know what Azelf was going on about, until he felt huge hands clamp onto his sides and an enormous cock press up against his hole. His eyes widened in shock, and a bit of excitement. Garchomp! But he was too big...but Zorua realized what Azelf must have been capable of: as long as he was touching Zorua he could make him stretch out as much as he wanted. And at this point, it was a certainty that he'd need every bit of it.

"Been wanting to get a crack at your little tailhole for a while now..." Garchomp snickered, leaning over Zorua a bit to growl into his ear with threatening sensuality. "And it sounds like you've been wanting it too, so I'll be sure not to disappoint."

He didn't give any more warning before driving his giant cock into that stretched hole. Even with Azelf's power, it needed to be worked in in steps, but he wasn't at all gentle about it; the initial thrust pushed in over a third of his shaft, and even that was creating an impression on Zorua's body. His eyes rolled back into his head as he felt himself stretch out of shape, way out of normal...and then again, even more, as the next thrust rammed in another large amount of spiked dick. It felt like it was taking over his entire body, and all he could do was try to keep his limbs in place...he was sure Azelf was helping with that too, making sure he couldn't go anywhere, his own strength wasn't nearly enough for that. Finally, the dragon drove in once more, he felt that muscular crotch smack against his rear, and the mass of cock inside him take up even more of his insides. It was absurd, hyper-intense, and he was in love with it already.

Slowly Garchomp pulled out and started driving in, using his massive muscles to show off the sheer power he had in rutting another Pokémon. Sure, Zorua had seen it plenty of times, but he was getting to feel it now, and Garchomp wanted to be sure he appreciated it fully. Even with his cock fully embedded in him, he still had to start off slower, get Zorua's body used to being pushed all out of shape like this. Every time he drove in, it showed in the fox's torso, the bulge of it huge and pushing against him with incredible force. Even the outlines of the spikes could be seen protruding from Zorua, it was easy to see them rubbing against him as they dragged in and out, providing another level of stimulation on top of everything else.

He couldn't believe he wasn't blacking out. It was so much, too much, more than anything he'd ever imagined or felt before...the pressure drove the breath out of him, making speaking next to impossible, and there was a constant, endless grind against his prostate that was trying to drive him over into climax constantly, which he would've been if not for Azelf blocking him, holding him from losing it too quickly. All he was doing at this point was pure feeling, pure needing...he wanted everything Garchomp had to give. "Ha..."

"I think he wants it harder," Azelf said helpfully.

"Rrr...good, because that's what I want too." Garchomp yanked himself almost all the way out and slammed in to the hilt, ravaging Zorua's body with his giant staff; there wasn't very much resistance this time, a sign that he was ready for the ride. From that point, there was no mercy, no ease, just a dragon slamming himself into a fox ruthlessly, delivering blow after blow that pushed everything out of alignment, filling Zorua with a level of pleasure he couldn't have ever been ready for. It was just as good as Garchomp had hoped, the boy was deliciously tight as expected, but what little movement he could make was only for his benefit, squirming and tensing down just a bit more at just the right time.

Zorua was completely out of it, his head was swimming from pleasure and lust, brought on by the sensory overload. His tongue was hanging out like a mindless beast, eyes wide and empty, his thoughts consumed by sex. Dimly he recognized Serperior and Snivy in front of him, the former driving both cocks into the latter's pussy and ass, her moans and cries high and needy. He wanted nothing more than for him to pull out of her and slam both of those rods down his throat, pushing in deep enough to make contact with Garchomp's, and be used from both ends...though it seemed that Serperior had no intention of doing so, he didn't care, he kept thinking about it anyway.

Finally, familiar growls and snarls were being emitted from the dragon, the same that had heralded the coming of the end in Lopunny. At the same time, Serperior began to flood Snivy with his loads, her body swelling up from the volume of cum being pumped inside her. Zorua's eyes were almost begging, and whether or not Serperior noticed, he granted the deluded fox's wish, yanking Snivy off of his cocks with his vines and showering him with his seed. Zorua's mouth hung open and his tongue licked out to get as much of the sweet-tasting cum as possible, while the rest of it soaked into his head and upper body with Garchomp's load.

And then a roar, a rumble through his body...Zorua couldn't brace for it, but it came anyway, a violent rush of seed that pumped deep into him, making him start to swell out just like Snivy had. His gut sagged rapidly under the weight of the grainy cum that was being forced into him, Garchomp's size ensuring that not a drop could leak out of his ass, and Azelf's power making sure it wasn't going anywhere else, either. More and more it filled him, the pleasure getting stronger with every shot...finally, Azelf allowed him to cum, and he came HARD, shooting like a rocket despite having already given off two loads in quick succession. In fact it felt like he'd been pent up for a month with everything that fired out of his dick, right onto Azelf's body.

Finally he felt the swelling cease, his own orgasm tapered off, and Zorua was left panting harder than his hardest workout, head spinning wildly from everything that had happened. His most desired fantasy had come true...he still couldn't believe it, and he couldn't have been happier about it. But as he felt his body start to fall into torpor, his limbs were stiffened up, and Garchomp's grip tightened on him once more.

"What, you want to be done so soon? Who knows when we'll have another chance like this...I'm good for another two or three more, and you still have more work to do. I think he needs a bit of a recharge, Azelf..."

"Coming right up," the sprite snickered. Zorua felt another rush through him, the swelling from Garchomp's load receded as he felt his body become partly re-energized...and even hornier than before, as the seed was converted rapidly to new energy for him. Garchomp started thrusting in him again, the remnants of his load sloshing around inside Zorua as his body was put through the punishing but oh-so-wanted treatment again. At his head, Lopunny sat in front of him once more, pushing his muzzle into her twat so he could start licking up the seed that hadn't come out to soak him before; his mind starting to whirl as he was assaulted by the heavy musky scents again, and everything started to blur together in a rush of sex...

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Zorua staggered out of the shower and towards the main doors of the gym, still in a bit of a daze. Never in his life had he been so thoroughly fucked, by so many Pokémon...he was well and truly exhausted, drained completely dry to the point where his gonads were constantly aching, and he could feel plenty of cum still sloshing around inside him, even though the bulk of what he'd taken had gone to fueling him for more. Despite having gotten a proper showering at the end, he still looked to be a fair bit of a mess, his fur mussed up completely and the stink of so many different musks on him...anyone he passed by would know how busy he'd been. Not that there were many around who hadn't already participated...

Amazingly, though the gym was mostly empty and dark, there was still someone inside, hanging by the doors. He had no clue who would still be in here at this point...until he got closer, and the familiar form snapped him back to attention. Zoroark, his father...he'd forgotten all about him in the whirlwind of what had happened. "Oh, shit...I guess I kept you waiting. Ah, well, you'll have to talk to the others about it, they're the ones who got me all wrapped up in this..."

Zorua trailed off as his nose sniffed the air. His sense of smell had gotten used to the scent of sex in his own fur, and he should have been able to pick up what Zoroark had been doing...but there was nothing other than the slightly lingering smell of sweat. And come to think of it, he looked awfully clean, nothing dripping out or off of him...

"Wait...has anyone...been by for fun with you at all?" Zoroark shook his head. "You're kidding...you mean...you've just been working out all this time?" A nod from his father, and Zorua groaned. He couldn't believe it...with all the horniness and action going on that day, the one guy who didn't get any was the one he expected to get nailed? And now he was far too worn out to give him a proper response to such a travesty. Though Zoroark's expression was even, there was no way he wasn't smelling all the scents on Zorua, especially Garchomp's scent...he had to be loving the idea of Zorua getting the kind of treatment he usually did. And to top it all off, Zorua would've been lying to himself if he said he didn't want to go through it again sometime.

Like father, like son, I guess...but at least I'm gonna make sure he gets it a lot more than I do. He snatched up the leash and hooked it back onto Zoroark's collar. "Well, come on, let's go, I need a rest..." He led Zoroark out of the gym, keeping his father behind him where he could catch the scents from his rear a lot more strongly. He might be too worn out to drop a few loads in him, but he could at least get him all hot and bothered and make him beg for it once he recovered. Then he'd get to put him in his place again...