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It was the day of the big move...but it seemed like not everyone had their minds fully on that.

Snivy blamed her siblings, mostly. She'd been diligently packing, it wasn't her fault that they'd started teasing her. The two Buneary had a tendency to get distracted by their libidos quite a bit, to the point that no one really bothered to try to control them anymore. And it was all too easy for them to draw in others to their fun...she never stood a chance, really.

How much she minded was a matter for debate.

Her long, serpentine tongue was lapping away at her sister's cunny, while a pair of paws held her in place quite firmly. She was easily able to get quite deep in, teasing and tickling her with adept motions that she'd learned long ago were just right for Buneary. And she was getting the same kind of treatment from her brother, whose tongue wasn't quite as long but was thicker and hotter, and no less experienced at this sort of thing. He lapped at all the right spots, inside and out, delving deep inside and then drawing out to lick over her clit. She couldn't help but squirm, but he was holding her tight to make sure she couldn't wriggle too far away from that wonderful tongue.

Of course, he had other reasons to hold her tight. He was pawing incessantly at her pussy lips, stretching them over and over, making her twitch every time he drew them open wider than they looked like they should go. "You must be liking those lessons from Azelf...you're almost as stretchy as I am," Buneary teased her as he played with her; it was helping him dive in deeper, his tongue able to push further inside than ever before. "Last time we did this before your birthday, I could barely open you up, now I bet I could fit a lot more than my tongue in there."

Snivy was a bit too occupied to respond, but her moans didn't suggest any problem with that idea. With a grin, Buneary pulled them open wider and pushed his entire muzzle inside, his tongue lashing far deeper than it had ever gone before, its heat pressing against immensely sensitive spots. It took only a few seconds of that before she was crying out, shuddering in bliss as her orgasm overtook her, fluids splashing onto her brother's muzzle and soaking it thoroughly.

She couldn't believe he could last that long down there, it had to be hard to breathe - not just tight but getting so wet as well - but he bore it out through her entire orgasm, not pulling himself out until her shaking had come to a stop. The fur all over his face was damp and dripping, but he himself looked entirely fine, with a silly grin on his face. "Whoo, well, that was a lot tighter than Mom!"

Snivy couldn't help it, she stopped her oral treatment on her sister to look back at him. "How did you even breathe in there?"

"I didn't. But I've been practicing taking big cocks in my mouth, and they don't make it any easier, so I'm learning how to hold it for longer."

"Oh...so you could hold it for a while, then? Don't tell Zorua, he'll try to test how long you can last."

"Oh, I'm sure he'd love to. Maybe I'll give him a chance at some point."

"H-hey..." their sister's voice cut in. "Don't leave me hanging here, I'm close..."

"I got that for ya, sis." The brother rabbit crawled over Snivy and started licking at his sister's snatch, while pushing his own crotch with his own hard cock in Snivy's face. "How about you return the favor, little sis?"

She wasn't about to argue after all he'd done for her. With a nod, she went to work, engulfing the hard rod to the base quite rapidly. He was already leaking a fair bit, probably not far from blowing, so she didn't let up, bobbing and sucking with all the energy she had left. Her paws went to his balls, cupping them and fondling them to help him along...she could swear she could feel them filling up, readying themselves to be let loose.

But as much as she tried, it was hard to beat the rabbits...their sister let out a relieved call as she came, her own fluids gushing out and adding another soaking to their brother's face. Again, he didn't even pause, his tongue lapping up as much as it could while rubbing against her walls, trying to prolong the sensations as much as he could. Not that he was given much choice in the matter, as Buneary's paws were holding him as firmly in place as they had Snivy earlier.

Their brother wasn't too far behind, though, and with a moan he let loose, his cum shooting into Snivy's mouth and throat in quick, thick shots. It was a lot, but she'd taken his loads so many times that she could have swallowed it all in her sleep - and she wasn't entirely sure that that hadn't already happened at some point in the past. She always enjoyed his taste, though - he had a sweetness to him, different from her father and different from everyone else's.

Finally the three were finished, and all flopped over on their backs, panting and basking in the afterglow. Snivy moaned a bit as she glanced over to the clock on the wall; they were supposed to be getting everything ready for the move, this was slowing it all down. The three of them were joining their father in a new room; they'd be sleeping with Serperior quite a bit from now on, something she'd been looking forward to eagerly since it had been proposed. She had no idea who was getting their old room, not that it mattered much - no doubt there would be someone to take it before long. That is, if they ever actually got out of there...

"Does one of you wanna be fucked next?" Snivy sighed; getting out of there was a dim prospect if her brother had his way. He could go for hours...sometimes she wondered if he even had a limit.

Their sister sounded fairly interested in the proposition. "Mm, that sounds awfully tempting. Your tongue was so good, it's giving my pussy ideas..."

"C'mon, you two," Snivy panted; fun as it was, there was still business to take care of, business that had her too excited to be ignored. "We gotta get done with this today, or we might have to do it tomorrow. And you don't want to miss tomorrow."

"Oh...yeah, definitely not!" her brother said, eyes lighting up. "No way am I gonna miss the Mudsdales! I promised them I wouldn't let them leave until they'd each rammed a cock inside me, can't go breaking that promise!"

"Phooey," the female Buneary said with a bit of a sniff. "And I didn't even get a touch last time...I'm not missing out this time around, I'm gonna make Azelf help me take the biggest one of them if I have to beat him up for it!"

Snivy giggled, rolling her eyes a bit. "I'd like to see you try...bet you wouldn't even get a paw on him unless he let you. But I'm sure it'll be the day to end all days for you two sluts."

"Sorry if it just ain't the thing for a prude like you," Buneary fired back playfully. "When're you gonna branch out and enjoy yourself? If it ain't us or Dad, you never get involved...you're like the only one."

"I am not! And I do too get involved, sometimes, you've seen me!"

"Well, you rarely do anyone else. C'mon, it's fun, you enjoy us, there're others who're just as fun to play with! You think Dad's big, you should give Garchomp a try..."

"It doesn't matter that much, I'm so small that just about anyone's big in comparison. I like Daddy for other reasons..."

Her sister shrugged. "Yeah, well, he's not always gonna be free to play with you, and neither are we. I mean, we're gonna go help him in the kitchen...I wanna get a treat from him! And help with the food a bit, I guess."

"Is he using his 'special sweetener' again?" the brother Buneary asked.

"It sure sounded like it! I could spend all day sucking on him just for that...oh, I can't wait any longer!" She suddenly dashed out of the door, quickly followed by her brother.

"Hey, you gotta leave some for the rest of us!"

"Typical...fuck and run, all the time, they aren't even finishing up the move..." Snivy shook her head. At least there wasn't too much left, mostly furniture...except for one box near the corner. She stepped over and tested it out, and her eyes widened as she felt a hefty weight to it. She wasn't even sure what was inside, all the boxes had gotten mixed around, it might not have even been anything of hers...but she didn't really care, it was all going to the same place anyway, so she wrapped her vines around it and hefted it into the air. Her body might not have been especially strong, but she'd learned how to use her vines quite adeptly to make up for it.

She left through the rear of the room, heading into the most unique part of the house. Part living room, part sex dungeon, it was where people went to play in all sorts of ways. The room was enormously long, in fact it ran and connected to every bedroom in the house, as well as several others. Despite being above ground it was a bit darker, it was only dimly lit normally and brighter lights were only turned on when lots of people were in there. The stone walls also added to the sense of darkness, they reflected less light than her brighter bedroom walls did. There was all sorts of fun stuff to find in there and often people using them - especially the large bondage rack in the corner that fit only Garchomp - but on a busy day like today people were generally occupied with other things, and most of the time it had been empty.

It wasn't empty now, though. She could see Zoroark against the far wall, and he didn't look like he was going to go very far. When had that happened? Snivy had no doubt it was Zorua's work - while others had plenty of use for Zoroark, he was the one who got the most into playing with him in the dungeon. But she hadn't seen Zorua all day, and thought that he was helping with the preparations. Either she was wrong, or he'd found the time to play with Zoroark anyway.

Well, maybe two could play at that game. She didn't want a pet like that, that wasn't her style, but sometimes she liked to have a chance to dominate the others. It wasn't something that a lot of other people knew about, she didn't tell others about her occasional desires for that kind of fun, though she was pretty sure Azelf was aware of it - he knew just about everything about everyone, it seemed. But no one was down here now...at least, she didn't think so.

Her tongue flicked out, tasting the scents on the air to make sure. There were lingering odors of lots of people in the air, a familiar amalgam that she almost always sensed when she was in the dungeon. A couple of them were fresher, Zoroark's of course, and Zorua's as well...well, it was definitely his doing, but she didn't see him anywhere around, maybe he'd just left Zoroark down here for the hell of it. Well, if no one was down here, perhaps that was a good opportunity for her private indulgence.

Zoroark seemed to take notice of her as she stepped up in front of him, though he made no motion in response. Not that there was much motion he could make; his arms were behind his back, no doubt tied together and completely immobilized. His mouth was gagged, hardly an unfamiliar sight to her, Zorua made him walk around that way a fair bit. His legs were spread apart, ankles shackled to the wall, and his collar was also chained to a hook on the wall, ensuring he wasn't going anywhere...though, the ankle shackles didn't look like they were that hard for anyone to remove, maybe even Zoroark could have gotten out if he wanted to. Then again, he typically didn't want to.

As she neared, she could see the table set up next to Zoroark, with a dizzying array of items set up on it. She had to look up a little bit to see, but not much; it was almost at the perfect height for her, or anyone else around her size. There were a couple other people her size around, and the family was always trying to make sure they were given every accommodation...though, this time it seemed like some of the toys in particular had been laid out for someone her size to reach easily. Awfully nice of them...she looked over the toys, some of them were familiar to her, but there were quite a few she'd never seen before, and had no idea what exactly they were for.

Maybe those would be the ones that would be the most fun to play with.

But first, it made more sense to check out what Zoroark was already dealing with. She stepped right up to him, almost at the perfect height to suck his dick without any trouble...and she decided that if she was planning on playing with him, she might as well make that intention clear. Slowly she reached up, grabbing him and bringing him to her mouth, opening wide and sucking on the tip in a teasing fashion, her tongue probing at his slit and making him let out muffled moans. She wasn't going to finish him, but getting him worked up would make everything more fun...as she played her tongue in his slit, she tried to remember what they called something like that, she'd been curious about it for a while.

Sounding, I think? There's supposed to be some sort of rod or something...

No doubt there would be some of those down here...they had things that were far more exotic than that, they had to have them there. That would be a lot more satisfying than her tongue...she pulled herself out and off, smiling up at him a bit; he didn't have any real response to her smile, but she figured he was a bit distracted by everything. Perhaps she'd add to that...

As she looked up at him, she saw what looked like a swell in his stomach...she pressed her hand against it curiously, feeling a solid mass inside him. It must have been a dildo up his ass causing that, but if that was the case, it was a pretty massive one...curiously she probed her vines around his ass, and indeed felt the flared base of the toy. Wrapping around it, she started shifting it around a bit, moving it in and out while feeling up Zoroark's stomach...there was no doubt, the way it moved in time with her vines, the bulge was from the dildo.

Curious, she started to pull it all the way out, wondering what kind of toy they'd made that was that immense. And it was turning out to be even bigger than she thought, she was having to extend her vines quite far to extract it from him. Finally, with a pop, the tip pulled free, and she was able to get a good look at it. It really was a piece of work - incredibly thick, insanely long, jet black, highly slick with lube, and without question, an anatomically accurate replica of a Mudsdale dong.

Clearly, someone wanted him to be prepared.

Setting the dildo off to the side, she stepped around to inspect his passage. It was stretched quite wide thanks to the dildo, she could see a little ways into it, though the dim lighting prevented her from seeing too far. She could tell that it was wet...the dildo had been a dead giveaway, but his insides glistened with fluid, more than she expected to see - it wasn't as if most of the people who took him bothered with that. A bit of it dripped down, splashing on her nose; she got a fairly strong whiff of his musky scent along with the lube, which didn't have too much scent of its own.

Curious about how deep things went in him, she sent her vines probing inside. The pair of them went in without any real challenge - she wasn't even forced to touch his walls with the girth of two of them. But she did anyway, trying to rub against him and find the spots that got him the most riled up...she could see him jerk every now and then under her probing as she hit sensitive points. The lack of tension on her vines was impressive - she was even able to unwind them and start pumping them in and out separately.

Slowly Zoroark's breathing picked up as she continued to probe him. Her vines were going in deeper with every attempt as she pushed the limit. Now she was twisting them at the same time, trying to go for maximal stimulation to tease Zoroark further. More lube was leaking out of him when she drew her vines out, getting her face and body wet with the stuff. She didn't really mind, though, it was pleasantly warm and the scent was turning her on.

Eventually, she found herself hitting a tighter spot deep within...she had reached the depth where the Mudsdale dildo had been, and getting any deeper inside would require significantly more force. Though she was curious to see if there was anything deeper within, she also didn't want all that stretching to be undone either...she pulled out rather rapidly, making Zoroark give off a muffled moan. Already his hole seemed to be closing up a bit, so she didn't hesitate, wrapping her vines around the dildo and bringing it back to him. Using one to stabilize the end and one at the base to push, she thrust it back inside...it was slick enough and he was still wide enough that the entry went fairly fast, and knowing that he was used to energetic romps she wasn't concerned about going slow.

Soon enough she reached the base...experimentally, she pushed a bit more, trying to dig it in as far as it could go, grinding the base against his hole. It got more moans from Zoroark, but nothing else...it seemed that he'd already gotten the maximum depth. Wonder if Zorua worked him up to that, or just put it all in at once...probably the second one of those.

She trod back to the front, searching the table and finding the sounding rods. They were pretty clear, not too far away from him, and one of them looked rather wet...perhaps they'd already been used recently. She grabbed one of the smaller ones and wrapped around it with her vine before bringing it to Zoroark's dick...a bit of lining up and twisting was all it took to start its entry inside. The rod was fairly thin, but still looked big compared to the slit at the tip of the fox's cock.

She pressed it in fairly gently, watching for Zoroark's response, making sure he wasn't in agony. He certainly didn't seem it, only moaning quietly...it surprised her how easily it pressed in, he must have had experience with that. Well, since she was experimenting...she pulled it out and replaced it with one about half again as wide. It was tougher to wedge into his cocktip, but once it was there, she was again able to insert it without too much trouble. Deeper and deeper, until she couldn't get any more within without fear of losing it...Zoroark was moaning still, though a bit strained.

The biggest rod was over twice as thick as the first one she'd used, and she was a touch hesitant to try it out...it looked like it was made for someone like Azelf, or possibly her father, rather than Zoroark. But curiosity won the day...she pulled out the other one and brought the large one over to Zoroark, tentatively grinding it against the tip to try to get it situated. Although it was big, the stretch from the previous rod had widened him enough to get it inside. She was a little slower pushing it in, and could hear a bit of whining from Zoroark, though he didn't seem to be in outright distress...she pumped it in and out a bit, and noticed that it was wet. His precum was lubing him up...maybe he did enjoy this. It was amazing how stretchy he seemed to be all over...maybe Azelf had been working on him the same way he'd been working on Snivy. If Zorua wanted that, there was no way he wouldn't try to push it.

It had her a bit curious about what his limits were, if he had them. She pushed the rod in as far as it could go, pumping it in and out...he'd gone from strained to slightly easier moaning, he was getting used to it. The rod was the biggest one they had, perhaps there was something thicker that could fit...

Like his claw.

With one vine, she undid the binding on one wrist, and held it in front of him, taking a look. His claws weren't nearly as long as the rods, there was only so far he'd be able to put them in...but they were quite a bit thicker at the base. They also didn't have a round shape, but more of a pyramidal one, it would be interesting to see how different that was. She let go of that wrist and used her vine to undo the bindings on the other, before pulling out the rod that was in there. "Why don't you push your claw in there instead? As deep as you can get it..."

Zoroark nodded, and instantly brought one hand to encircle his cock, while one claw from the other pushed at the tip. There was a bit of a wince as the tip pushed in, but he relaxed soon after...slowly he pushed in the claw as far as it could go. It was significantly thicker than the rod, and made the flesh spread out a bit, a bulge where the claw fit into his cock. After a little bit he started pumping it in and out like Snivy had been doing with the rods...squirts of precum could be seen dribbling around his claw, lubing him up further.

Snivy marveled at the sight; she hadn't really known if it was possible for him to do it, those claws were pretty large and that hole looked so small...but it sure was stretching out well enough around him. Though, there was no way his claw was as smooth or even as one of the rods...she hoped she wasn't hurting him by making him do this, that wouldn't be any fun for her at all. She liked to play with pets on occasion, but she didn't like to cause pain, and certainly didn't think Zorua would approve.

Would he?

Now she had to wonder, because some of the toys left around here didn't look exactly pleasant. There were a couple people in the house that claimed to enjoy pain, which...well, they could do what they want, but that made her uncomfortable. But in all the times she'd played with Zoroark, and all the times she'd talked with him, she'd never heard him express that kind of preference. It wasn't likely to be his own choice to be given those to use then, which meant Zorua had been the one to leave them, if she supposed right...was he expecting her to hurt Zoroark? She never really knew what was going on in Zorua's head, there were times where he seemed to have ideas that pushed his usual limits...she didn't really know what he had planned for Zoroark here, if it was something she'd be okay with going along with or not.

Maybe there was a way to find out...she used her vines to undo the ball gag that was keeping Zoroark muffled. Perhaps he had some insight into what was going on, if he was allowed to say anything...sometimes Zorua liked to order him to stay silent all the time, for reasons she didn't understand. She had to admit, she wasn't always sure why Zoroark went along with everything...she knew he liked being a pet, he'd said so numerous times before, but there would still be some boundaries, right? "Can you talk to me?"

"Yes...unless Master's...around." Zoroark's voice was a touch hoarse, perhaps he'd been without water for a while. But it was nice to be able to hear it at all...she looked around and spied a bottle of water, and raised it to his head with a vine, tipping it back and letting him drink from it. He swallowed very quickly, clearly he'd been without for a while. He sighed and moaned out a "thank you" once he was finished. Throughout it all, though, Snivy noticed that he'd never stopped shifting his claw in and out of his urethra.

"Does that...hurt at all?"

"No...it feels good. Master makes sure my claws aren't sharp enough to cut anything."

That was a bit of relief for Snivy. Master had to be Zorua, so at least he wasn't being sadistic. Well, not in that way...even if he was, that was his prerogative, she knew she couldn't really object to it, but at least she wouldn't be brought in on it. "That's good. I don't want to hurt you...does he ever do that to you?"

"Sometimes. Master does what he wants...and I do what he wants, too."

"Does he want me to hurt you?"

"He didn't say. He just said I was free to be used by whoever wanted to use me until they were satisfied."

That seemed a bit unusual...ordinarily it wouldn't, but today was a busy day, there weren't many people who would be unoccupied at any time, even fewer who would be traveling through the dungeon with time to do so...she might have been the only one, in fact. Zorua, what are you playing at, really? "You're okay with that, right?"

"Yes. Master wants it, so I do it."

"...Is there anything you wouldn't be okay with?"

"...Master had me make a list...things I wasn't okay with and didn't want him to do to me. He sometimes asks me what I think about the things on the list...it doesn't ever really change, unless he's heard of something new. He's never asked me to do any of them, though."

She hoped that would be the case...she'd heard a lot about how trust was important in these kinds of things, and how terrible it could be if someone abused that trust. And though Snivy liked Zorua, he sometimes seemed like he could cross lines that shouldn't be crossed, even without realizing it. "If...if he asked you to do something on that list, would you...would you be okay with that?"

Zoroark was quiet for a moment. "...If Master wants it, I do it."

That wasn't an answer to the question she asked, but she could hear the trepidation in his voice, and wasn't sure she wanted to press the issue any further. Maybe more for her than for him...the thought of him being pushed across that line made her a bit upset, and this was supposed to be fun. Still, she couldn't help but be concerned...she didn't know what was going on behind the scenes between him and his son. "Is he...rougher with you than Azelf was?"

Another hesitation. "I...don't really know. He does more things more often than Azelf did...but, Azelf did them when I...didn't have experience, and...Master mostly does things I know about. And...Master makes things more...special. Even if Azelf and the others inspired him...he does it...differently."

"The others?" That was something more or less new to Snivy; she was more than familiar with his time under Zorua, and had heard plenty about him serving as Azelf's pet before that, but while the others made use of him, she'd never heard of them being his masters before. "You were...their pet, too?"

"Not...exactly. They...loved to make me go out into the city, shifting into one of my illusion forms...so that I could whore myself out to just about any Pokémon and still be the weak and submissive one. But that was all they really did. Azelf enjoyed it the most, and made me do it even more when I become his pet...that's when he started pushing me more into prostitution, and other weirder things...and I think Master was most inspired by that...he loves seeing me get taken by strangers and making me shift into whatever shape he wants to see me in..."

"Huh. I never see you shift...you don't really use your illusions around here."

"Master doesn't want me to. He likes to know where I am all the time, and be able to find me whenever he wants...so he doesn't let me change unless he demands it."

Snivy nodded hesitantly. It all seemed a bit too far to her, maybe that was why she wasn't really as interested in having a pet-type deal with anyone. Even if Zoroark was okay with it, she would have liked them to have more of their own say in things, she wouldn't have kept him from using illusions or things like that. But there wasn't any point to her voicing that now, it was their relationship and they could do it how they saw fit. "So...what does he want you to do now?"

"Master just wants people to play with me...that's why he left out those toys, he wanted them to be used on me."

"Okay, well, I'd be happy to play with you for a while..." she looked over the toys again, trying to decide what to play with. Probably one of the ones she wasn't so familiar with...her eyes fell on one that looked like a tube with a bag of water or something connected to it. It looked the most out of place of everything, she wasn't even sure what it was supposed to do. "What's this? Do you know?"

"Um...yes..." Zoroark's voice was a bit quiet. "It's...a scrotal infuser..."

"A what?"

"The tube goes...um, inside. And...the saline's supposed to go into my, um, sack...and fill it up. There's more in the storeroom, but...um, one bag is about all I can handle at once..."

She'd definitely never heard of that, nor had she ever seen it before. She had to admit, she was curious about it, though the tone of his voice had her a little concerned. "How does it work? You just stick it in and...wait, would that even work?"

"Not normally, but...Master had a...had a tube put in...that connects my urethra into my scrotum so that the bag can drain right inside...the end of it hooks up to the one inside, so that it can just infuse right in...Azelf put it in, he...he has to make sure it's clean and doesn't get in the way."

"Zorua made you do that? Did he...even ask you?"

"He...I have...a...safeword...I can say...but...no, he...Master decided on it and didn't ask me whether I wanted it. He really...really wanted it...Azelf was the one who gave him the idea how to do it, and put it in like that...he wanted to make sure it could be done the right way...and undone the right way, too, if it had to be."

Snivy wasn't getting the impression that Zoroark liked it as much as Zorua did, and it wasn't exactly a surprise, she wasn't sure how that kind of inflation was supposed to be pleasurable. But she still was curious about how it worked and what it looked like. And it was something different from what most of the other stuff was...if he was okay with it, maybe she could try it, see what it looked like, and then stop it before it become too uncomfortable for him. "Is it all right if I try it?"

"Master left it so that you could use it if you wanted." Again, it wasn't a direct answer, but it told her enough. She nodded and grabbed the catheter and bag with her vines, connecting them together and giving it a squirt to make sure it wasn't going to come apart. A brief spray of saline squirted onto the floor, it all looked like it should...at least there was no sign of anything being wrong.

She handed the bag to Zoroark. His claw drew out of his cock, making him shiver once more...the hole was opened up nice and wide for her to push the catheter in, but she let him hang up the bag first, sure it would be too heavy and pull things out if not placed properly. The end of the bag had a ring on it that could be placed on a hook, one of which was conveniently on a wooden frame right next to them. The way he hung it up there made her certain that he'd done this before, in this very place...

Her vine wrapped around the catheter and slowly pressed it into Zoroark's cock, slowly teasing it into the distended passage. She rubbed it around a bit as she pushed in, getting a few deeper breaths out of him; she wanted to make it feel as good as she could before finishing the deal, and it seemed like it was working. There was plenty of space within to swish it around, his claw had really opened him up, and she made sure to make plenty of contact with the walls as it went in further. Deeper and deeper it went, she was thrusting it in and out slowly, making him whine quietly in mostly pleasure...but soon enough she could feel the end pressing against something, it felt like it could click and twist in. She played with him a bit, jabbing around slightly, missing the connector a couple times before finally getting it hooked up properly.

With the rig hooked in, she retrieved the ball gag and returned it to Zoroark's mouth; the fox opened up dutifully to allow it inside, letting himself be muted once more. Then she twisted the valve on the bag, watching the saline rush into the tube and then push down the catheter. There wasn't a lot of movement...she could see some slight filling in Zoroark's scrotum, becoming slightly thicker and tighter, but it wasn't going very fast. She'd have time to wait to see the results...

Her eyes were drawn back over to the toys. Not all of them were clearly for Zoroark, there was a wide variety...it wouldn't hurt to try to have some fun with them herself. Well, it wouldn't hurt unless she wanted it to...but she wanted to stop short of that. Ignoring the filling sack of the fox for the time being, she focused in on the toys available to her. So many, again quite a few that she wasn't familiar with...

At the end of the table were some that looked almost like flowers. Curious, she picked one up. One end seemed to open, while the other seemed to screw...experimentally she turned the screw, and found that the opposite end did indeed open, something like a flower except there were some rather large and solid petals...that would be quite a stretch for sure. Yet, she had interest in the stretch...Azelf was gifting her with stretching abilities, but perhaps they'd be even better if she practiced herself.

There seemed to be several of the flower-like toys, but the most intriguing one was the largest - while the others were smooth on the outside, this one seemed to have dull spikes all over the surface. Her first thought was that they would hurt, but she remembered chats with her brother Buneary, who loved to take Garchomp all the way in...Garchomp had spikes on his cock, probably softer than these but still firm enough, and he said that they felt incredible. She wasn't sure she could take Garchomp in enough given her tiny size, so perhaps this was the closest she would get to feeling that unless there was an interested Gabite around the house...

She set it upright on the table and lifted herself up with her vines, slowly bringing herself down onto it, the end of it pressing into her pussy slowly. She let out a gasp as she felt the spikes rub against her, digging inside a little bit; it was a large tool for her body, the points of the spikes dug in quite effectively, her body compressing around them and pushing them tight against her. Her body shuddered as she took the toy deeper and deeper inside, until the entirety of the part that opened was contained inside her. The bulge was already slightly visible within her, and as she rubbed her stomach a bit she could feel the solidity of the metal and the lumps from the spikes.

And it gets bigger...

Her vines twisted the end of it around, and she moaned louder and higher as it expanded inside her. Wider and wider she was spread, the toy stretching her out and making her body expand more to fit it. She couldn't believe how it felt, so much better than she'd expected...the pleasure was getting stronger with every turn. It was getting tougher to make the turns with her body shuddering in mini-orgasm repeatedly, her vines getting more and more unsteady, but she kept it up until she felt the screw catch...it was at maximum, and she could feel every bit of it, inside and out, as she rubbed her body more. Before Azelf, she doubted she could even have fit the toy itself all the way into her, much less opened it all the way. Now, it was almost comfortable inside her...at a minimum, the pleasure was way better than any other toy she'd used before.

But perhaps it was supposed to be moved around? It felt so good already, but she could try to do more...she tried to stand up, and cried out in ecstasy as she felt the toy shift slightly, rubbing against her powerfully and sending her back to the ground, shoving it down and shifting it around again. Already she was close to the pinnacle...nothing else went through her head but reaching it, she started squirming around, trying to get as much motion out of the toy as she could while rubbing her belly with her hands and vines. Another vine started rubbing her clitoris, adding to the pleasure even further.

With all the stimulation going through her, it wasn't long before she reached her orgasm, a loud cry emerging from her as she shuddered and shook in ecstasy. Her squirming added to the motion and sensation of the toy inside her, maintaining the crest of the pleasure longer than normal. She could feel the solid bumps of the spikes with her hands, and brushing over them sent sparks through her that mounted onto the already fantastic climax. It took a good long time for her to come down from it, and it left her quite a bit more out of it than just about anything she'd ever experienced...short of her father's cocks.

So was so absorbed in the feelings that she'd quite forgotten about Zoroark...suddenly she realized she'd left him being filled, a lot longer than she'd intended. With a groan she fought the fatigue to screw the toy back down, only to find it hard to unscrew...it seemed like there was a bit that locked into place, and she couldn't find it to undo it. She decided to leave it in, just trying to get herself upright and moving...her legs weren't able to reach the ground very well, even if they had she wouldn't have been able to walk well, so she was forced to use her vines to move. A good thing she had practiced that...she was continually moaning, quite stimulated by the toy at every moment, especially the stretching. Being stretched like that was so fun, but it definitely left her more tired...she wondered if this was normal or just something unique to her. Perhaps her brother could shed some light on that...

Finally she was able to get up and turn back to Zoroark. The fox was whimpering a bit, not sounding distraught or pained but not entirely comfortable. A lot more of the saline had flowed inside his scrotum than she'd expected, making it swell out quite a bit...the skin was quite taut, like an oversized water balloon, his balls not even close to visible or touchable. It was definitely an unusual sight...she wondered what happened to the fluid once it was in there, it didn't seem like there was any good way out. Zorua probably knew, and if he didn't Azelf did, she would let them take care of it.

Just as she was about to reach for the bag, another item caught her eye, sitting not too far away. This one she did recognize the shape of, it was a speculum, she'd had one used on her recently, and it seemed like just about everyone had had experience with one...but she'd never seen one this large before. It looked like it was meant to be used on huge creatures, maybe Garchomp or Lopunny would fit the bill but even that might have been a stretch.

Wait a second...maybe I have seen this before.

A couple years back, she remembered a Mudsdale coming by...one of the group that was going to arrive tomorrow, if she remembered correctly. She'd gotten an examination, which several of the family had enjoyed watching, and Azelf had used a large speculum on her, stretching her out so everyone could see inside. She remembered being in awe at how huge the passage could become...though, she supposed they would have to be to accommodate the massive girth of a Mudsdale cock. If you couldn't stretch massively wide, you couldn't take one.

There was no way it hadn't been left here for a reason. Not with the Mudsdales visiting tomorrow. Not with Zoroark being stretched out with a Mudsdale dildo. They clearly had plans for him. Most likely Zorua had plans for him.

And in spite of herself, she kinda wanted to see it happen.

She didn't think it would be possible for her to take one, even with the stretching - she was just too small to be able to work something of that size inside her comfortably for either of them. Much like Garchomp, it was something she would have to wait on. But Zoroark was more than big enough that even a tight fit could work pretty well on the Mudsdale's end. Maybe he could take them. Heck, maybe he could take all of them...and she could watch and enjoy the show.

She blushed a bit...now she was thinking things she didn't usually think, that was putting a bit more demand on Zoroark than she normally did. But, she rationalized, it was likely that he'd be put to work anyway...there was no way Zorua wasn't going to make him service them all. All she'd be doing was enjoying the show, perhaps making it a bit easier on him by preparing him for it. Zorua wasn't here doing it, someone should.

She rose herself up and grabbed the speculum, carrying it in her arms while her vines moved her around. It was tricky to even carry with the massive thing in her cunt, but she was able to manage eventually, pulling it down and setting in on the ground where she could use her vines to work it. It took a bit to figure out exactly how to turn and expand it, but once she had it figured out it seemed easy enough...but before she could use it, she had to get Zoroark ready. Her vine wrapped around the base of the dildo, and without warning she yanked it out, hard. Zoroark's eyes went wide and he let out a muffled cry, his body going rigid for a moment before falling lack and shuddering. Snivy wasn't sure at first what was going on, but the throbbing in his cock finally gave it away. Oh, he came...from that? I guess he does like it rough...

The catheter had blocked anything from shooting from his cock...she wasn't sure whether he was backed up in some way or not. She closed the valve and unhooked the catheter from that spot inside him, drawing it out carefully; nothing followed behind, leaving her wondering again what was going on inside there. But she was more interested in getting moving with the speculum, to see what she could manage with it, so she reached down and grabbed it again.

By the time she had it properly manipulated, Zoroark was upright again, his ass distended and gaping. She knew if she waited too long it would get too small for the large tool, so she didn't hesitate, pushing it inside as deep as it could go. There wasn't much resistance, Zoroark was taking it in well despite the enormity of it...she wondered if it hadn't been used on him before, he certainly seemed like he was accommodating it well. She kept pushing, making nice and sure it was going to stay in place before she started the expansion.

Once it was fully in place, she started turning the knob. Zoroark was breathing hard, moaning and whining a bit, though he didn't seem to be in pain. So she kept turning it, stretching him wider and wider by the moment...each turn stretched his hole wider, expanding it beyond what even the dildo had, opening him up to absurd levels. Every time she thought he was at his limit, she turned the knob again and he opened up wider. She couldn't help but be impressed...Zoroark might have been able to handle more than just about anyone else in the family without help from Azelf. In a way, she was also rather jealous, she would have liked to have that ability, even with Azelf's help there were limits to what she could handle. She really was curious how far he could be pushed...

More turns, and Zoroark seemed to be at his limit...he was starting to shake madly, moaning and breathing heavily. He seemed to be just on the edge of distress, so Snivy decided not to push things any further. But she was still pretty pleased with how much of a stretch there was...he was open incredibly wide, possibly wide enough to take two Mudsdales at once. She wasn't entirely sure how that would happen, Mudsdales were pretty huge and it would be hard to get two of them positioned to double up...but she could still imagine.

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From off in the corner, sitting with a perfect view of the action but hidden in the shadows under an illusion to avoid detection, Zorua was stroking himself to the sight of Snivy playing with his pet. Oh, it was so much fun watching Zoroark get played with...as much as he liked being the one to do it himself, there was something so satisfying about observing someone else doing the same thing. Validation, perhaps.

He didn't want them to know he was there...he'd been dead still at first, but they were so engaged in what they were doing that he wasn't too worried about being caught now. And he was really eager to get off, all that watching had him insanely hard. He grinned invisibly as he started feeling his climax coming...tomorrow was going to be even better, he was going to really enjoy the show.

Whatever it takes to get two of those horses in him, I'm gonna make sure it happens.