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Team Rocket Submits

Nate stood in front of the Star Daycare and Breeding center. “I can do this," he said to himself, “I have to thank him." He stared down the road, gulping audibly before putting another foot forward. Nervousness and anticipation were at the forefront of his mind. After the encounter with the arcanine, he'd done some research. What had happened to him… it hadn't seemed normal. Well, not normal for him at least. It turned out that Drac, as his name turned out to be, regularly did that to people. The more he investigated the arcanine, the more he realized that Drac was a damned porn star… a Pokémon porn star!

Nate shook his head, after everything he'd seen while looking up the fire dog he was also feeling embarrassed; embarrassed and aroused. He slowly continued down the road towards the center. No matter what happened, he had to thank Drac. When he'd gotten back to the Team Rocket base, he'd been threatened. Not just him either. They threatened to take Raid, his jolteon, if he didn't come back with a Pokémon in the next week. He'd gone home and cried most of that night. Raid had been curled up in his lap licking away his tears the entire time. The two of them had gone out the next day, Nate trying to figure out a plan. Aimlessly walking the streets of Fuchsia City, he'd been coming up with a half-baked idea of how to sneak into the Safari Zone when Raid had burst free from his ball. The jolteon had grabbed his pants in his teeth and dragged him right in front of the Fuchsia Police Station. “Raid… I can't. They'll KNOW!" It was times like this that he wished he'd had the money for a fancy translator collar. He hadn't been able to understand the poke, but the fox had pleaded with him to go in. Despite his feelings, he went inside.

It hadn't taken long for an officer to speak to him. The way he had probably looked, they couldn't help but know something was wrong. He'd started blabbing away quickly, eager to get the situation off his chest. Little had he known, but Drac had already told them the whole story. That next week was crazy for him. He worked with some sort of special task force, becoming their inside man into Rocket. He gathered intel on members, plans of the base, and even a keycard to get them inside. Somehow, with their guidance and Raid's support, he'd helped the police gather all the info they'd needed to shut the entire base down. There was a huge bust two weeks later. Over thirty Team Rocket members were taken into custody, and hundreds of Pokémon were seized. He smiled and patted the second pokéball at his belt, he'd been rewarded for his place in the raid. Dozens of the freed Pokémon didn't have trainers, so he'd been offered one along with a bit of cash for his involvement. Officer Jenny even gave him a recommendation for the police academy! To think… all from meeting one sexy arcanine.

He blushed visibly as the thought processed. Sexy? What the hell was he thinking? The firedog raped him! He thought back to that time a few weeks ago, and blushed further; it had felt pretty good.

The daycare loomed in front of him. It was a large building, over four stores tall. People and Pokémon milled about in front. He glanced over an ad for services, add a grooming session to any stay for just 500. Hmm, maybe he'd have to give Raid a vacation while he trained with Jester. He opened the front door and was nearly run over by a machoke carrying crates to a nearby pickup truck. Excusing himself, he quickly hopped inside to avoid the small crowd.

The inside was more impressive than the outside. The ceilings were tall enough for all but the largest Pokémon to fit and bowls full of pokétreats littered the tables and counters, labeled with “free to patrons and visitors alike". The theme was roughly modeled after a country farmhouse. He picked up a pamphlet and browsed through the pages.

He was surprised by the variety of services offered by the center. The standard boarding was of course present, along with grooming and care services. He was surprised to find physical therapy listed, performed by a certified Pokémon therapist. He hoped he'd never have to use those services for any of his Pokémon. As he flipped the page, his face went red. The Star Daycare and Breeding center was a breeding center after all, so he should have expected what he saw. Various texts describing breeding services along with informational diagrams, extremely informational diagrams. As he flipped another page he was greeted by pictures of various Pokémon, the center's breeding studs. There, in the Field egg group, was a picture of Drac. He stared at the pictures a bit longer than he should have before he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked up to see a young woman looking down at him.

“Hi there! Can I help you with anything?"

Nate hastily put the pamphlet down before standing to meet the woman's gaze, “Hey… I was wondering if Drac was around? I wanted to thank him personally for something."

The woman smirked slightly before looking thoughtfully up into the air for a moment, “Hmm, what was your name? Did you have an appointment?"

Appointments? “Um, it's Nate. And no, I didn't know I needed one. I just wanted to thank him quickly. I promise I won't be more than a few minutes."

She looked at him with a disbelieving look, “Trust me… with him it's never just a few minutes. Let me go check, see if he can get you in though." The woman walked off to the back out of view.

“Wait… did she think that I wanted to…" Nate shook his head. He'd been sore for three days after the last time. There was no way he was going to go through that again. He quietly paced the length of the front lobby, watching happy Pokémon and trainers walk to and fro. A few minutes later, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Nate? Drac will see you now." She led him to an elevator and motioned him inside. “Take this to the fourth floor. Have fun honey!" She winked at him before the elevator doors closed.

He couldn't help but blush as he pressed the button for the fourth floor. The ride up was quick giving him little time to prepare himself mentally. The doors opened and Nate drew in a breath. Drac was just as big as he remembered. At six feet, the fire type was taller than he was. He gazed over the white, fluffy mane and orange fur. The glint of gold from the nose ring was offset by the gorgeous blue eyes that met his gaze.

A gentle huff issued forth from the arcanine's mouth before he brought a paw up to his collar, switching on the translation feature. “Well… You're not someone I expected to see again." Drac walked up, sniffing him briefly before rubbing against his side. Nate caught another glimpse of gold as the arcanine's hindquarters slipped past and he purposefully looked away.

“I c-came to thank you. Despite the circumstances, you really set my head straight. Put me on the right path so to speak. I figured I owed it to you to at least say that in person."

Drac raised an eyebrow before circling around to a raised area in the middle of the room, what might be a bed. He sat down in a typical canine fashion. Nate couldn't help himself as his eyes briefly darted down, catching another glimpse of the gold ring he knew was down there, before meeting the firedog's eyes. “Say thank you? Hmm… I don't quite think so. If you wanted to say thank you, you would have called or written. No… I think you came to show how thankful you are."

“Show? How would I show… no. No no no. I'm not here for that," Nate put his hands up defensively in front of himself, completely flustered. Drac just sat calmly. “I mean you're nice and all, but I-I'm not into Pokémon like that. Not to mention you're a guy…. And I'm a guy…. and …"

“And?" Drac quietly chuckled and tilted his head in a very canine fashion, “Well, either way, you're welcome. I'm glad to see you away from that nasty bunch of people. I may not know body slam, but I can throw around my weight with the local police force. I hope they didn't give you too much trouble," Nate shook his head in reply. “Good. Now, since you don't really seem to like me, I'm a very busy arcanine…"

Nate shook his head again, “No… it's not that. You seem just fine. It's just…"

Drac cocked his head back, “Am I ugly then?"

“No, not at all." Nate was racing, had he insulted Drac? “You're really nice looking. Very… um…cute and sexy and smart and …" Oh my god, had he just said that?

Drac got back up onto all fours and sauntered up to the bumbling trainer, “Cute eh?" Drac held his muzzle mere inches from the trainer, “Sexy?" He leaned forward, his muzzle touching the trainer's lips, drawing the man into a kiss. He tilted his head to the side, swiping his tongue over the trainer's mouth before pulling back, “and I like the part about Smart!"

Nate stood there visibly trembling. He'd just kissed a Pokémon. He shifted his weight and suddenly felt how hard he'd become. God, some part of him liked this? He looked back to the Pokémon who was now back by the bed-nest, tapping a paw near the edge. Before he consciously thought about it, his body was already moving towards the invitation.

“See, I knew you wanted to thank me." Drac smiled sensuously at Nate before climbing fully into the bed, his tail wags betraying his excitement. His paw gently scratches the cushions next to him, inviting the trainer closer. Nate makes his way to the bed, hesitating to climb up as he gets close to the casually lounging Drac. “Don't be shy cutie. Why don't you get more comfortable?" Drac said with a mischievous grin.

Nate audibly gulps, wondering just what he's gotten himself into. Nodding quickly, he proceeds to remove his shirt. He pulls off the garment and places it neatly at the side of the bed. Tentatively, he reaches forward and places a hand on Drac's side. “Your fur is very soft."

Drac slowly blinked his eyes and smiled, “Why thank you. I try to look my best." He gently nosed up Nate's arm, giving a few gentle licks, “And your skin is very smooth. Well cared for." Nate blushed, thinking of the bottle of moisturizer back home in his shower. “You still don't look very comfortable. I mean, nobody else here is wearing pants after all."

Nate chuckled, giving the canine a dirty look before shucking his pants. Drac gave an approving nod upon seeing Nate's almost naked form. He was carefully placing his pokéballs at the side of the bed when Drac surprised him, sticking his nose right up against his ass. “What are you doing!?"

“Sniffing. You smell nice, like a field of fresh grass." Nate was about to accept the compliment until Drac grabbed the back of his underwear with his teeth and quickly pulled them down. He tried to turn and scold the firedog, but a warm tongue found his crack first. Drac made a single long lick up the crevice causing shivers down Nate's spine. “Oh…"

“Hehe, you like that? Have some more," Drac once again ran his tongue up from the base of Nate's sack to the top of his ass, his broad tongue leaving a trail of warm wetness behind. Nate for his part was paralyzed, unable to move due to the feelings emanating from his rear. Drac repeated this a few more times before stopping at his hole. His licking became more targeted, focusing right on the ring of the human.

“Oh Arceus, please don't stop."

Drac smiled before wiggling the tip of his tongue against the man's hole. He slowly pressed in, sinking his long canine tongue into the depths of the man. Nate's cock, already hard from his thoughts of the Arcanine, twitched. A drop of pre issued forth from the tip and trailed to the bed. Nate reflexively pushed back against the tongue, wanting it to go deeper.

Drac continued his explorations until Nate audibly gasped out. Drac repeated the lick to the spot he'd been licking, once again being rewarded with a gasp. The firedog repeated the licks, honing in on the man's prostate. Moans issued out in a stream from Nate's mouth, telling the arcanine all he needed to hear. Drac continued his efforts for a minute before a grin appeared on his muzzle.

He pressed his tongue firmly against Nate's abused prostate before using thunderfang. The jolt of electricity passed down, directly to the poor abused organ of the human. Nate had never experienced anything like the electric pulse. The shock caused everything inside him to constrict, feeling like a single pulse of an orgasm. The sound that issued forth from Nate's mouth was somewhere between a yell and a moan.

“What…(gasp)… was that!" Nate was barely able to ask out as the jolts hit him.

All that answered him was Drac sending another jolt of electricity down his tongue into the human's insides. The firedog reached a paw down to the man's cock, feeling it jump in time with his electric assault. The amount of pre that drooled from Nate's length was astounding, Drac had never seen a human pump out that much. With a loud slurp, Drac withdrew his tongue and watched as the man's hole slowly closed behind the intruder.

Drac groped Nate before saying, “Hehe, someone really enjoyed that."

The man looked back with a pleading look in his eyes, “Why did you stop?!"

“Well…" Drac lapped over the man's balls once, “I figured it was time for the main event." The arcanine jumped forward, covering the smaller human with his large body. Nate shuddered beneath him, pressing his head back into the fluffy firedog mane. Drac slowly lined up his now throbbing doggy cock, rubbing the tip over the already abused hole. Copious amounts of pre spread over Nate's rear, readying the man for what was to come.

Drac leaned down as he hard Nate whimper something to him, “What was that human?"

“P-Please?" came from the human in a soft whisper.

“Please what?" Drac answered back, teasing the trainer's clenching hole by putting his tip against it.

Nate instinctively pushed back, “Please put it in!"

Drac licked over the human's cheek, consoling the writhing man, “but of course." Drac pressed his hips forward, pressing his throbbing doggy dick into Nate's backside. He was slow this time as opposed to their previous encounter, listening to the man moan out beneath him. His hips continued forward, steadily burying inch after thick inch of arcanine shaft. Nate tried to push back against him, hoping to spear himself faster, but Drac continued forward with his agonizingly slow pace. Drac was teasing the mess of a trainer, but that's how he liked it.

“Guh..." Nate was beyond recognizable speech at this point, only able to moan and beg. His arm slipped forward, accidentally knocking into the pokéball on the bed. With a red flash, Raid the Jolteon was standing on the bed.

“Nate, is everything ok? I heard you moaning like you were in pai…. Oh!" In an instant the jolteon flushed beneath his fur as he saw the arcanine knot reach his trainer's hole.

Nate looked at Raid confused, “Wait, how can I … (unf)… understand you?"

Drac licked the human's cheek again, “This room will let humans and Pokémon converse freely. I think I have it because I have a lot of your money stuff… though I've never really understood how that works."

“Oh Nate!" The jolteon moved up to his trainer, their eyes inches from each other, “everything I've wanted to say to you." The jolteon took a moment to look over the situation, his sheath firming up, “Arceus… I can't tell you how hot this looks. I never thought I'd think of you like this… but I think I love you…" The jolteon was quickly quieted as Nate covered his muzzle with his mouth, drawing the electric fox into a deep kiss. Nate gasped into Raid's mouth as Drac slowly pulled back, leaving the human with an empty feeling inside.

Nate couldn't help but notice how into this his Pokémon had become, “Come here you…" Nate grabbed the jolteon's quickly filling sheath, pulling it forward to his mouth. The electric type could barely process what was going on before he felt a warm wet tongue over his sensitive parts. He quickly found himself firming up inside his trainer's mouth, his knot quickly forming.

Nate gasped as the feral arcanine above him suddenly slammed forward, pushing his entire length into the smaller human. As he gasped, Raid started to hump forward, the jolteon's knot entering his mouth. Nate found the fox-cock in his mouth was the perfect size to suck on, which he did in response to his Pokémon's vocalizations.

Drac for his part found the entire exchange incredibly hot. He slowly worked himself into a pace, pulling out from the trainer's tight hole before plunging back in. Each time his knot made contact, a wet slap could be heard. The arcanine was quite happy with the symphony of lewd that was going on around him: the moaning trainer, the panting and whining from the jolteon getting a blowjob, and the percussion of his knot trying to enter a cute trainer. His thrusts picked up speed causing his knot to stretch the trainer's hole.

Each time he pressed forward, Nate would moan out and suckle on the fox cock in his mouth, causing the jolteon to hump that much more. Drac would have felt sorry for the man if it hadn't had been for that fact that Nate was pushing back into him each time he thrust forward. Drac felt the tight hole around him start to contract, the human groaning beneath him as the smell of human seed filled the air. Knowing he wouldn't last much longer, Drac pushed forward one last time. He felt the tight ring stretch, resisting his entry, before finally his hips jumped forward and buried the swollen knot into the trainer's rear. The spasming hole massaging his knot caused him to quickly blow his load, howling out above the human. He humped his hips forward the small amount he was able while filling the man's rear with thick 'nine spunk. At some point during the fucking, Raid had blown his load as well, causing fox spunk to dribble out from the man's mouth. The jolteon was licking his trainer's back, comforting and thanking him.

Drac slowly rolled onto his side, pulling the other two down with him. He wrapped his paws around the human and the jolteon, gently licking the human's hair. “I definitely appreciate your thanks by the way."

Nate blushed, lewdly slurping on the fox-cock before slipping it free from his mouth. “I think… I might need to show you my thanks more than once," Nate looked over to the jolteon who was loudly panting, looking at his trainer with a newfound love. “Raid… I love you and I'm glad we got to share this."

The jolteon's eyes got a bit watery, “Me too." The pair locked muzzle to mouth and tongue to tongue, while Drac continued to pump his load into the human. Drac began to doze, knowing his tie would last quite some time, while Nate cuddled into the fire-type's fluff.