Good to be Queen:Resolution by WozWerth

Good to be Queen:Resolution

Story by WozWerth on SoFurryJune 2018~59 min read

WozWerth, Bestiality, Cum, Cum Inflation, Domination/Submission, Drugs, Egg Laying, Fellatio, First Time, Forced, Futa, Hermaphrodite, Human, Impregnation, MILF, Male, Male Pregnancy, Musk, Oral, Orgy, Oviposition, Pheromones, Pokemon, Pokephilia, Rape

Sorry for the weird formatting. Sofurry is borked as usual.

Good to be Queen 6: Resolution Story features: Human, Pokemon, Male, Hermaphrodite, Futa,

Bestiality, Pokephilia, Drugs, Pheromones, Musk, Fellatio, Oral, Rape, Forced,

First Time, Cum, Cum Inflation, Orgy, MILF, Impregnation, Male Pregnancy,

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</div> "I can't believe you're okay with this" sighed

Greg, rubbing his gravid egg-filled belly as he sat at the dinner table in his

childhood home. "Honestly I'm just

happy grandkids are on the way~" chimed his delighted mother, cooking at

the stove just feet away as Greg and his entourage of pokemon sat with him at

the table. "Besides, I can expect

Grace to take care of you. She'll be a

fantastic father!" she added enthusiastically, Grace chiming in with a

happy "Nido!" across from Greg at the table.To say the weird situation had taken a weirder turn would be

an understatement. Caught sucking Grace’s cock and swallowing her druggy cum in

the professor’s lab. His closest friends

and relatives rushing in to surprise him with a party celebrating his progress

as a trainer and upcoming birthday. Greg

could only look stunned and embarrassed to everyone he knew, the evidence

undeniable with Grace’s immense dick in his grip and druggy sexual fluids

soaking his face and chest. A few left,

too stunned for words at the sight. Though

others remained, awkwardly congratulating him as he was forced to explain

himself with a fat futa pokemon dick resting on his shoulder, filling the room

with her thick scent and druggy pheromones. In fact it may have been Grace’s powerful presence

and enticing musk that helped everyone accept such a wild situation in the

first place.Even now she was always exposed and at least semi-erect,

that heavy sexual fragrance and exotic musk following her everywhere as pokemon

and people around him were forced to inhale her entrancing maleness. She sat across from him at the table with his

other pokemon, the horny weavile now named Dennis, the well-hung fearow named

Dirge and of course the runt of a mightyena, Duke. They all sat patiently as eyes roamed and

poke-speech was uttered. His mother

cooking up a meal for everyone with a sway in her step as she hummed and

giggled making what small talk she could to her son about his trip. There wasn't much to say of course,

"Y'know. fought trainers, gym leaders, fell in love and was impregnated by

my Nidoqueen..." Greg sighed still flush with pride and embarrassment as

his lover murred lustily to him from across the table."I'll put plenty of calcium in the meal, sweety. You'll need it for all those cute eggs!"

teased his mother before she playfully nibbled her ladle. A flirtatious husk to her tone as she added

"Of course, I believe Grace is supplying all the protein you'll ever need~"

making him blush even harder. Her active

excitement and acceptance almost made this worse. He had braced for drama, not encouragement

and enabling! If he didn't know any better,

he'd swear this was his mother’s fetish. A male knocked up by a big-dicked hyper-virile

futa and made to love her thick druggy....c-cock~Okay it might very well be...There was obviously something

she was being less-than-subtle about.Still, not just his mom. Everyone took to the changes rather well. The professor was jubilant, wanting to examine

and obsess over Greg immediately with only his mother keeping the scientist in

check. As others, after a few minutes in the

inescapable atmosphere of Grace’s wafting sex, went so far as to ask if they

could rub his pregnant tummy or look over Grace’s mighty impregnator. It wasn't too long before he was ferried home,

allowed to rest a day and cuddle with his poison-type lover as his mother

happily cleaned his sheets and prepared extra for an inevitable mess of nido

cum. His room felt so small now as he

snuggled into the embrace of his mistress.

Having left home when she was still an innocent nidoran, though in

hindsight signs were clear from the get-go she had something extra…How many times had he caught a glimpse or feel of something

as they played? Assuming it was just her

tail or he was imagining a 5th leg.

The occasional slickness that made his skin tingle or the heavy musk

during such times that had only grown more intense as she evolved. He almost lamented now that he hadn’t gotten

a start on their “advanced” relationship much earlier and saved himself so much

heartbreak with human girls. Even now

the thought of a girl without a cock felt oddly absurd, so deeply in love, so

heavily trained and dominated by Grace that the idea of a girl without a fat

drooling prick for him to suckle and sniff was almost alien.And now it was the day after that whole situation, idled at

the table with his team. Still, the

event rolled constantly in Greg’s mind, obsessively rubbing his belly and

hugging it close with motherly concern. There

had to be at least 10 in there, large eggs filled with hybrid life and he, a

male, is the expectant mother.His lips felt dry, lost in thought until he sniffed at the

mixed fragrance of eggs, sausage and, of course, Grace’s arousal. He fidgeted a bit in his seat, the professor

was expecting him today for an examination and this was all he'd eat before

going. He looked to his distracted

mother before pushing his chair back, Grace grinning as she reached under the

table to stroke her fat slimy shaft. The

young male was soon under the table, staring at 4 pulsing pokecocks. Each adding their own air of fragrance and

musk to the growing atmosphere of raw palatable pokemon sex. The four were ever eager for Greg’s expert

cock worship, hot swollen shafts drooling onto the chairs and floor as Greg

crawled and waddled to his prize. He

needed Grace, his mate, his mistress and lover.

But he was a good pokemon slut, taking the time to sniff, kiss, stroke

and lick each cock and savour the differing tastes and scents of each. All raw and bestial, so intensely masculine

it send shivers down his spine as he felt them grunt and growl spurting ropes

of their fragrant pre onto him.

Seasoning him as the group slut and breeder, before Grace would take

center stage in scrubbing her inescapable mark deep into his skin once more. That thick herm cock of his mate filling the

air with a head and heavy erotic druggy stink of virility and rut. Of sweat, cum, and stewing sexual juices

pouring from her swollen slit as her balls strained against her genital lips,

heavy with his breakfast and eager for release. Each breath was euphoric, taking in her

pheromones before his tongue began to glide along her length, cleaning the

sticky girlcock of collected pre and sweat. The taste was orgasmic, every day it seemed to

be better, hanging on his tongue while that salty bitter tang and wonderfully

sour undertone that made his mouth and throat tingle.It wasn't long before his gliding tongue found the tip, his

lips pressing to her urethra to give it a kiss before he began to suck her off.

The lewd slucks and slurps alongside

Greg’s disappearance hadn't gone unnoticed by his mother. The matron simply smirking as she watched

Grace spread her legs and lay back letting out a happy moaning growl as her son

swallowed and serviced his pokemon’s enormous rod. Greg was in heaven, simply moaning around that

hot fuckmeat spearing his throat, bobbing and swallowing as he reached down to

rub Grace’s swelling cummy orbs. Covered

in musky juices and sweat as her prick and heavy testicles fully emerged with a

grunt and lewd slurping pop. The

pheromones and lavish reek of unfettered bestial sex in the air intensified. His other pokemon getting hornier as Dennis

took the lead and began to rub his drooling prick against the human slut’s

face, smearing his cum and jerking off to add his own flavour and scent to the trainer

whore’s nirvanna.His hands soon found Dirge’s and Dennis's prominent shafts, stroking

and molesting those thick animalistic cocks basking him in their heat and slick

arousal as he bobbed and swallowed his mate’s length. Sinking as far as his throat could handle on

Grace’s druggy tool to let it stir his tonsils and stretch his throat like a

sleeve as she growled and humped in bliss. He was little more than a bitch and breeder

for his "pets" now. Bathing

each day in their cum, living off hot male love from any cock that was made

available as he swooned and sniffed, licked, and swallowed as much hot gooey

semen as his greedy stomach and pussy of an ass could handle. His milky new breasts jiggled as he worked,

Grace’s potent maleness and addictive fluids even now altering him, shifting

the human male into an irresistible and superior dickgirl like herself. To be ever more enticing to prospective males

and flaunt his altered curvy and endowed form as her trophywife and breeder. He kissed the hilt of her fat slimy cock,

throat bulging with he defined throbbing outline of his pokemon girlfriend’s

rugged girth. Nose buried in her crotch

and genital slit to suck in what tainted air he could and flood his senses with

her purest maleness, stewing in her pouch and slowly oozing out to stain his

sinuses with the sharp overbearing orgasmic odor.He gave weak shudder as he came, simply whimpering and

swallowing as his senses were overloaded with pleasure and dominant nidolove. His throat stretched to its limits, his hands

pistoning over Dirge’s absurdly huge and fountaining fearow cock, soaking the

underside of the table and showering Greg in his slick avian pre. Dennis's proud icy maleness not far behind as

he felt the hard flex and heard the growl and grunt before the pleasingly cool

ice-type’s sperm added to the perverse and excessive shower of their essence

pouring over him. The decadent feel,

smell, and taste of these unloading males bathing him in their animalistic seed

and Grace was soon to follow. She

growled and hissed, letting out a light groaning roar as she grabbed his head,

grinding his face into her crotch as he struggled for breath yet suckled and

swallowed obediently. Her nuts loudly

churned, gurgling, sack tightening as her cock thickened with the flood of her

orgasm. The endowed queen letting out a

roar, announcing for Greg’s mother to hear, practically inviting her to watch each

bulging wad of her druggy seed hitting his gut. Gouts of her sperm visibly flowing down his

throat, the sound of cum dripping and splattering onto the floor in a rapidly

growing puddle as pokemon grunted and huffed. Overpowering the savoury scents of breakfast

and flooding the kitchen with the lecherous aroma of spent beastly cum while

the human slut was given his morning meal and then some.His belly swelled further with his meal, a direct infusion

of nutrition for the eggs as he was gradually forced off by his love. Allowed to breath and taste more and more of

her seed as she revealed her slickened, but cleaned member to the world. There was a wet slurp as Greg was pulled from

her, the last few hot oozing globs of steaming herm cum hitting his cheek, chin

and chest before clinging to his quivering form and ever-so-slowly oozing down

his frame as he swallowed and swooned. His pants were drenched in his own impressive

output of seed, having came repeatedly as his legs, belly, and crotch were

covered in dark oozing stains. He'd have

to change before leaving, hardly having time to ponder and look over himself

before claws gripped his head and a fat weavile cock was shoved into his throat.

The horny dark/ice type still cumming as

he pistoned his dick into the human slut’s lubed and loosened throat. A tremble and unrepressed moan of delight

escaping Greg’s repeatedly stuffed lips as Dennis added his own erotic and chilly

taste to the mess inside of him. The unyielding

coolness of his brawny cock soothing any soreness within Greg’s throat and

muscles as he relaxed and shivered in bliss.

Happily pressing into the weavile’s grip and helping him bury his cock

to the hilt again and again as Greg sucked and swallowed, sliding his tongue

along the weasel’s impressive girth and massaging his icy jewels until anything

that hadn’t been spent soaking him in the sticky layers of weavile and fearow

cum had been lovingly swallowed and savored.He was content to just rest there for a bit, staring at

Grace and Dennis's softening tools while their paws stroked his cummy hair, before

his mate’s paw directed his gaze to the other two males. Dirge’s tremendous monster of a cock needed

cleaning and Duke hadn't seen any action at all, even the runt deserved proper

love. Greg weakly and obediently crawled

over, breath heavy and heart pounding. Mind

swimming in an intense hormonal fog and craving for pure animalistic passion. He had to be a good trainer after all. To care for his pokemon’s needs, right? His nose soon pressed to that thick looming bird

dick, watching the fearow’s talons cling to the chair with pleasure as the human’s

tongue began to glide along his smooth length. Tasting and kissing, licking and sucking as he

savoured that raw musty flavor. Salt,

cum, hints of must and a sharp, near-overpowering maleness. Tasting an alpha bird as each lap, suckle,

kiss and sniff invaded and stained his senses.

Not overpowering the druggy lusts of Grace, but possibly it’s

equal. Smothering Greg in a heady fog of

mingled bestial maleness as the heat of the avian’s towering cock and feathered

body washed over him, forcing him to bask in the hyper-virile bird’s presence

and pervasive arousal as he suckled and shuddered with submissive worship. No doubt Dirge could have found a human to

rape and breed as well, whatever Grace has, he too expressed it. And yet, he still chose to partner with Grace

and breed Greg~ Through the haughty slurps and pants, Greg found himself

smiling and blushing as he dragged his tongue along the firm avian cock. Collecting layers of Dirge’s rich pre and

oily sweat to swallow and savor as he submitted and serviced. Flattered that another mon similar to Grace

found him so appealing they chose to partner up with the group and share him

instead of finding a random human to utterly dominate and alter into another

submissive breeder. Greg’s lips finally

met the tip of the bird’s burly rod. Receiving

a loud squawk of approval while trailed his licks and soon swallowed that salty

drumstick.All of this was not lost on his mother, how could it be? Blushing hard and cooking as her womanhood puffed

and moistened hearing the blatant sounds of perverse and messy sex. The thick odor of cum and rut that

overpowered the rich scents of breakfast.

Her son was living her repressed dream, long having had fantasies of

giving herself to wild pokemon. Of

servicing their inhuman cocks and having their thick beastly sperm somehow

break past the species barrier and knock her up. Leaving her unable to return to basic humans

after having been a beast mother and tasting such exotic primal bliss. She swallowed the lump in her throat. The closest she had ever come to that dream

was a wild pidgeotto that roosted one summer in a tree nearby her childhood

home when she was still a teen. But it

had been so close. Earning the regal

bird’s trust with handfuls of seed each day until he perched beside her. Careful hands roaming in gentle petting that

trailed a bit lower every encounter. His

approving growl and soft trill when she finally brushed his vent. Brushing again and massaging until she could

feel the pressure and heat of his avian cock pressing into her palm. Stroking him as he slowly grew erect in her

grip, so wonderfully slick as she coaxed out a smooth and truly impressive

inhuman tool.She still remembered how warm it was, the feeling of that

slick animal cock throbbing and gliding in her grip. The wild and rugged scent as she helped him

pump and chuff until his happy trill as he wasted his wonderful seed over the

grass. Giving her a loving nuzzle before

he fluttered off and left her hands soaked and reeking of his pungent feral

release. Of course she tasted the taboo

fluids, savoured that strange mix of flavors and loved it. He returned for daily handjobs, beginning to

trill and follow her to their spot, his impressive length already sliding out

in anticipation of her touch as he showed greater affection. Finally, after weeks of building trust, she

managed to lead him into oral. The first

cock she ever sucked was that of a feral bird.

He was awkward at first, flapping his wings as he pumped and tried to

grip for purchase until she offered her arm.

She winced at his talons, careless and excited as he was, scratched her

delicate limb. But in-time found balance

and developed a tempo. She thought to

herself she would have to let him clasp her shoulders next time~ That day will always be a treasured and

intimate memory. Having him breed her

throat and stay afterward to coo and nuzzle affectionately. Puffing out his chest and fluttering in a

mating display she couldn’t help but find charming. But her dream couldn’t last. An errant trainer shaking trees captured her

feathered suitor as she was left with just the memories and a stewing

disappointment and shame.She heaved a sigh, filing the memory away as she took her

time to dish out a meal to each of her son’s pokemon. Ensuring Grace’s meal was rich in protein as

she smiled and gave her daughter-in-law a peck on the cheek. Of course, the scent of an eager female didn't

escape them, Dennis in particular. Sniffing

the air and grinning as he looked to horny mother while she cleaned dishes. His paws soon stealthily striding across the

tiled floor to the hushed clack of his claws, walking ever closer until he was

under that heart-shaped pillow of an ass. Besides the fact Greg’s mother was relatively

young, she was in fantastic shape. A

voluptuous figure with pert perky breasts and a slim waist to compliment a firm

booty ready for the taking.The dextrous weasel’s claws pressed against her crotch,

hardly giving her time to react before he had pulled away the cloth to reveal a

silken pink thong and moist pussy lips. She was about to protest, turning just in time

for the horny male to shove a thick claw deep into her mound as her eyes bulged

from the sudden rush of sensation and pleasure. Her legs shuddering as she was forced to lean

against the counter with a groan of stunned bliss, Dennis wasting no time using

his thumb claw to prod and stir her stiffening clit as his other hand carefully

stripped away her pants. The fabric in

tatters as he took the time to savour stripping her, methodically destroying

that cloth in his way as he carefully stirred his digit inside of her, seeking

her sweet spots as he watched her tense and jump around that threatening claw

buried so deep within her walls. Her

sweet feminine nectar soon trailing down his finger as he licked his fangs. Tossing away the shredded cloth of her former

pants but preserving her lovely panties until she was all but totally exposed.He licked lips looking over his quivering moaning prize, the

poor slut probably hadn't seen action in years from how she danced on his claw~

He soon withdrew his thick prodding

digit, letting her gasp and try to close her legs. Yet his deceptively strong arms kept her

spread for him. A cool rough tongue and

snout soon pressing against her folds as he nosed her button and dove his muzzle

into that hot juicy motherly quim, eager to eat out this closeted pokemon lover

and make her beg for more.It was like sweet honey to his probing tastebuds. This human pussy was top-quality, little

wonder it produced such a hot little whore of a son. Her legs soon relaxed in the gentle slurps and

smecks of the deep cunnilingus. The

female only able to moan and ride out the best oral of her life as a horny pokemon

shoved his tongue deep into her. Tasting

her insides and stirring her delicate clit with his cooling fluids to drive her

wild as she looked outside the kitchen window to the garden and countless

passerby. It was almost impossible to

keep her composure, each new lick from the rough slithering ice-type tongue

forcing a fresh flow of lust and juices to meet his snout and signal her body's

willingness to submit. Every cool tease

making her nerves tingle and muscles twitch as he kissed her feminine lips with

a brush of his fangs.By the time he pulled back with a string of saliva and her

arousal clinging to his tongue, her legs were virtual jelly. Her body perfectly positioned against the low

counter and hot swollen pussy dripping with her feminine need. Dennis needed no more invitation, his cock

rock-hard again as he climbed up and gripped the waist of the woman’s shredded

jeans. His feet found purchase on the

counter, as her hot body rubbed against him. She felt the stud straddling her, that thick

animalistic shaft prodding her ass, sinking lower and rubbing against her

sensitive flesh. She knew what was

happening, she should've resisted giving her body to her son's pokemon. Yet she found herself much too willing.Thick weavile cock soon slid into her folds, the woman

gasping and stifling a scream with her curtains as Dennis churred in pleasure

from that hot moist vice clamping of his prick. He wasn't even halfway in, and she was quaking

like a bitch in heat, he'd be fucking her again and he knew she'd want it. He wasted no time with the eager slut, his

cock easily bigger than a humans as he stretched out her womanhood and

scratched her itch in ways her species never could. She groaned and squealed under him, grasping

whatever she could and bracing against the counter as a pokemon half her size

was giving her the dicking of a lifetime.

Plunging deep and kissing her womb with his studly rod.His superior strength was apparent. He effortlessly withdrew his entire length,

leaving the tip to stir her lips before ramming in again, forcing more and more

of his virile dark fuckmeat into her as he shaped her delicious pussy for his

exclusive use. Sshe whimpered and

gasped, rocking with each hot plap and slurp of their impacting hips until fat weavile

nuts were spanking her jiggling rear with each hard shove. There was no

romance, only pleasure and raw emotion. He

was eager to flood her with his thick cum and knew she wanted it. Their hot pants rang out through grunts and

gasps, his exotic cock prodding and scraping her walls as he clung to her and

pistoned his length until his swinging hips were a practical blur. She began to sweat, quaking and groaning

against the counter with each ripple of her slapped hips, each new shove

forcing a small climax as she was bred better than ever before. Her toys would never compare again to the hot

black weasel stud behind her stirring her pussy and gritting his teeth as he

forced her womb open.With a final hard shove he shouted a sharp "Weavile

WEAVE!". Gripping her body and

digging in his claws as he rammed to the hilt, the bulge of his cock visible in

her tight belly, making her scream in slight strain and mind-wracking pleasure

as she was forced to take every inch of him. She shuddered at the weirdly cool and

incredibly thick cum filling her, clinging to her uteral walls as her insides

tingled with each fresh messy flood of hot pokecum that packed her pussy and

made her insides convulse and squeeze his stiff breeder. It just never seemed to stop; the horny stud

almost too productive as he simply held tight emptying his nuts in his new

slut. She could feel all his seed

filling her, soon overfilling her womb and gushing back to soak and slather his

cock before oozing from between their union. Soaking their crotches in mixed juices and

coating her thighs in the constant dribble and drip of musky spunk.They simply held like that for a few minutes of intimate

afterglow. Recovering from that intense

session together before hearing "DENNIS! Oh my god!" from a stunned

Greg who just then pulled himself from under the table. The ex-trainer still stinking of mightyena

dick as the happy yeen huffed pants and waggled his tail. "Hohh, Arceus. No wonder you wound up

dating a pokemon, Sweety~" his mother muttered in her sex stupor, the

cocky weaville simply grinning and rubbing her plump ass in triumph in front of

her son. Happy to be his new dad if he

had fresh access to such a breedable woman.

Greg reached for a pokeball, flushed and upset before Grace casually

grabbed the whimpering human and pulled him into one of her deep kisses to make

him relax. Sex was natural afterall,

there was no shame in it. Her thick

tongue soon prodded his, slithering around it as he swallowed and quaked. Her strong arms caressed him, supporting her

mate as his breathing slowed and soon found him holding her tight as her muscle

slipped deeper to toy with him while he moaned.Their lovemaking was soon interrupted by a call. The home

vid-com ringing as Grace released her boytoy to let him gasp and wobble to the

console. With a pling stood the excited

professor on-screen. "Gregory! Good

morning, Lad. I do hope you've had a fine breakfast" he hummed clearly

eager to get started. "Yeah it

was...great" sigh Greg, blushing and rubbing his head only to feel cum

from one of his pokemon matting his hair as it covered the rest of his body. "Excellent, I'd like you here right-away

if you could! Besides the obvious

medical examinations I'd like to have a look at Grace as well. Do you think your other pokemon could stay

behind for now?" he asks as Greg scowled slightly and looked to his mother

who wasted no time sucking off his Dennis's messy prick as he sat on the

counter and held her hair. "Y-yeah,

I think they'll be...fine" he stuttered and sighed.He barely had time to close the call before a honk rang from

the driveway, Greg’s back straightening as he meeped and tried to waddle to the

living room windows. Movement was only

getting more awkward however, especially after such a generous meal as he found

Grace’s gentle paw helping to support him, walking him to the windows to see

the professors assistant waiting in a car and waving excitedly. "Not even time for a shower..." Greg

muttered bitterly, perhaps forgetting Grace’s idea of a bath for him was a hot

shower in her pungent druggy semen. Regardless, he soon waddled out in the arms of

his lover. Slipping into the vehicle as

the assistant at first laughed then coughed and blushed at the heavy smell of passionate

sex pouring from the pair."*cough* Had a fun morning, huh Greg?" he chuckled

and shifted into reverse, the preggers male simply blushing and rubbing his

swollen belly as he felt the bumps and grooves of his young. It was hard to muster the courage to say

anything to a guy you'd known since you were kids. Now suddenly pregnant with a Futa Pokemon's

offspring and literally living off of her cum like a world-class whore. The assistant didn't seem to mind much, making

his own conversation to alleviate the mood and even earn a few smiles during

their trip from both of his passengers.

Afterall, he had known Grace too. All the while Greg looked to the passing

scenery of his home town and reminisced.They soon drove past the gates of the professors lab. Pulling into a private garage as the professor

himself was standing there with perhaps a bit TOO much enthusiasm. He was nearly run-down in his eagerness to get

to the car and escort his guests like the clumsy eccentric he was. Greg had felt nervous and uncertain through

the entire ordeal, only Grace’s gentle embrace and scent able to calm him as

his heart fluttered from her touch. They

were lead to an isolated area of the lab, Greg gently rested upon a table as a

scanner ran over his form and eventually produced an image the three of them

could see.10 large healthy nido eggs were shown on the screen, Grace

grinning as she cried her species name with joy at the image of their young

while Greg himself felt a flush of pride and joy. "Hmm, vitals are a bit unusual. But your eggs look wonderfully healthy!"

Treepun hummed as he looked over the readings and smiled. "Of course, I'll need to take some fluid

samples from the two of you if you please" he grinned as Grace wasted no

time stroking her slick druggy prick into a cup for the eager scientist and

taking a saliva and small blood sample from each. Once the professor slipped away Grace’s hand

met with Greg’s, the two holding each other as they looked to the screen again

and shared a moment of joy and tenderness over what the future held. He couldn’t have ever seen this being his

life before, but a loving and passionate mate and a big family was something

truly special.The day went on with rudimentary tests and frequent scans. The professor had Greg try to walk and run on

a treadmill, Grace constantly interrupting and assisting him when he struggled

before they moved on. She was becoming

more and more protective of him, understandable since he was carrying her young.

While the tests at first became more

physically demanding, abruptly halted when Grace would permit no further. Luckily for the pair there were dozens of

memetic and cognitive tests as well, long periods where they could relax as

samples were studied or moments of mathematics and memory retention. The tests were perhaps a bit odd, but the professor

clearly had a plan.By evening the professor entered their little lounge, Greg

guided again to the table and scanner for one last examination and preview of

the eggs. As the screen glowed the professor

suddenly brought up the previous image with measurements and times. The young pregnant male blushed seeing numbers

indicating the eggs had grown in size throughout the day, yet the times

highlighted were what truly made his cheeks red."Well first-things-first" the professor hummed

looking over his charts, Grace sitting beside Greg in a much-too-small seat and

rubbing his hands as the back of it snapped off turning it into a stool. "You're a healthy mother and the eggs are

in pristine condition!" he stated raising his pen. "Secondly, their rate of growth is

unusual and seems to be influenced by-" he stated before Greg muttered

"S-sex, right?" Looking again

to the times, times he had clearly been sucking Grace off or riding her cock

during the day. "Well yes, the

stimulation of sex and ingestion of your mate’s semen seems to have a profound

effect on the growth and maturation of the Eggs. I'd say you have 2-3 days before you give

birth" he stated matter-of-factly as Greg shivered and blushed. No matter how much thick salty futa pokemon

cock and cum he sucks and swallows it's still a weird concept..."So...we're done then?" the boy asked flushed as

the professor shook his head. "Now now, this is important" he chided

and continued. "My tests are still

preliminary but as is rather obvious you've been changing. But the question is

why?" he smiled and gestured to the obvious feminine shift of his figure as

Greg nodded and rubbed his belly with a euphoric shiver. "and?" he asked as the professor

chuckled, "Well the short answer is you're evolving" he smirked

giving the male pause as Grace perked up intrigued. "What!? But...I'm not a pokemon!" he

stammered as the doctor nodded, "Precisely why it's taking such an unusual

course. You must remember humans evolved

from pokemon, the dormant genes for evolution still dwell within us" he

hummed with a light wave of his pen."S-so what am I going to become!?" Greg almost

shouted, fear welling within him with only Grace keeping him on the table as

his heart drummed in his chest. "Oh,

still Human I believe" the professor mused. "It's more complicated than the

metamorphosis that pokemon experience when evolving. Just as pokemon evolve when their genes are

triggered by specific stimuli, you appear to be mutating or evolving on a

smaller scale in regard to stimulus." trying to keep his excitement to a

minimum in front of distressed pregnant male. "Well what the heck does it all mean,

Doc!" Greg whined as he was again calmed by Grace first kissing him and

secondly rubbing her shaft into his palm. "Well as I said the tests are still early.

But from Grace’s seminal fluid I've

found she has an exotic trait in both her pheromones and hormones" he

hummed and looked to the blissful nidoqueen. She smiled and nuzzled her mate, before toying

with his dick and slipping her thick claws lower to finger his needy hole and

make him squirm and moan in front of company."Somehow her fluids and scent trigger these dormant

genes in humans" he stated almost grimly as he read over his notes and

looked to the nervous male. "I’ve

seen something similar before, though on a much smaller scale when it comes to

particularly dominant pokemon and submissive trainers. Oftentimes trainers would come to express a

few traits similar to their lead pokemon or experience a slight change in

personality” giving his clipboard a light tap of the pen. “In these cases it was commonly documented,

if suppressed, that said trainers were sexually compliant or submissive to

their partner.” “Grace appears to be a magnitude above anything seen before

however! Short-term exposure won't cause

much change at all, but frequent exposure seems to cause mutual changes not

just in her, but in you!” pointing to him with his pen as the excitement curled

at the edges of his expression. “And further than that I'm seeing signs it may have some

effect on other pokemon as a whole!" he stated raising his pen once more. "Grace isn't JUST a nidoqueen, she's a

revolutionary mutation! There's no

telling how much potential this has for science as a whole" He nearly

shouted before looking to the pair as they gave him a dead stare.

"Right" he coughed clearing his throat with a blush, "Well, I

theorize she's a mutation in response to nidoqueens being completely sterile. Something to compete against their

contemporary, nidokings. But clearly

having far more potential than just breeding stock. We'll have to perform more tests in the future

and monitor the development of your eggs afterall" he stated and checked a

mark on his clipboard before his assistant arrived once more. "Well...thank you again you two. Remember to feed him well Grace, your kids

need it, and I'll see you tomorrow!" he chuckled as the herm giggled and

winked before they were lead out.Once again they were on the road, Greg’s mind flushed with

images of those eggs, was he ready to be a father/mother? The loving, if somewhat grabby and dominant,

paw of Grace constantly assured him he wasn't alone. He held her tight and sighed before he felt

his head pressed lower in the back seat towards a fat ready futa dick in need

of sucking as they rode. The assistant

could only blush and try to shift his stick as he listened to the wet slurps of

Greg giving Grace expert road-head on the way home. The hot messy splurps and gushes of cum

filling his throat while the vehicle pulled into the driveway before the human

and pokemon slipped out leaving a trail of cum he'd no doubt have to clean.Heading in Greg saw his mother at the couch, Dennis resting

in her bare cleavage and eating popcorn as they waved to the pair while

watching an action flick on television. "Hey you two! Learn anything from the

professor?" she chimed as Greg averted his gaze and held his gut. "Ah um...ten...t-ten eggs" he

muttered to the joyous squeal from the family matron who couldn't resist

standing up and holding her studly weasel to her as she hugged her son and daughter-in-law.

"They're all healthy~? Do we know

the genders??" she asked fervently as Greg nodded then shook his head. "Mom I'm kind of tired. Can this maybe

wait until tomorrow?" Greg asks both trying to avoid more question and

genuinely find somewhere to rest, his feet and back were killing him."Oh. alright, dear" his mother sighed with a

slight pout, "Your room’s just the way I left it, the only difference is

Grace is a bit bigger now" she giggled as the pokemon playfully stuck her

tongue out at her before the pair ascended and headed to bed. The nostalgia of Greg’s room hit the both of

them, the same posters on the walls of great trainers and legendaries, the

tournament cap they had won in their first official match. His old game station was still hooked up, fond

memories of playing castlevania or letting Grace play at a dozen other games

with him as her clumsy nidoran paws struggled to perform even simple in-game

actions. They did everything together,

always had. The thought alone brought a

smile to his face as he rested his head on Grace’s shoulder and sighed before

slipping into bed. The two soon

embraced, sharing a kiss before Grace hugged and rubbed Gregs swollen belly and

dozed off.The sleep was sweet, but much too short. The morning sun rousing the pair as Greg

mumbled and yawned content to bury his face in a pillow and continue his rest. He was permitted to snooze a bit longer as

Grace hugged him close, but his required feeding became an issue as he tried to

continue sleeping. A warm thick

throbbing shaft soon rubbing against his back, forcing girly moans from the

eager male as he hugged his pillow tighter. The girthy member drifting upwards as Grace

pulled herself up and shifted on the bed until a pair of thick sweaty nuts

covered in musky sticky cock fluids was draped over Greg’s shoulder. The feel and dense scent alone were making

his heart drum in his chest, his belly rumbled, and throat grew dry as he

whined with need. There was no denying

the futa it seemed. Soon sighing as he

pulled the pillow away and was smothered in Grace’s slick slimy cock flesh. The slut moaned and panted, sucking and

licking, giving his master and lover the expert oral and cock worship she had

grown accustomed to. Filling Greg’s

slutty throat and belly with liters of hot jellied herm spooge to glaze and

nourish their eggs as he suckled and kissed along her length.There was a call for breakfast downstairs, their lovemaking

cut short as Grace gently lead her mate downstairs and to the table. There were light grunts and plaps ringing form

the kitchen, Greg shuddering knowing exactly what he'd find as he stepped in. Dennis was at it again, breakfast made and him

enjoying dessert as he drilled the mother’s hot milking mound, eager to give

Greg some siblings. And with recent news

from the professor, it might just be possible…Grace soon sat at the table, enjoying her meal as she forced

her slut under it. He hardly minded,

happy to bury his face back in that druggy junk as they enjoyed themselves. The others slowly taken care of over a kinky

morning meal until the professor’s assistant arrived once again. Again they stank of sex as they were taken

away, the assistant shuddering with what should be disgust ,but was only arousal

as they continued pleasuring one-another. They were driven once more into garage, lead

to a private room and examined thoroughly. The professor was kind enough to let Grace

"bathe" Greg with some observation, clearly intrigued by her

behaviors as the day went on.Once more the eggs were checked, 2 days at most, and

returned home after watching the assistant writhe in continued rising lust from

their debauched acts. Like the night

before Dennis was making Greg’s mother a pokemon’s wife. The two were even openly kissing now as she

stroked his throbbing cock on the couch and licked her digits clean of his

seed. The studly weavile had no trouble

showing his dominance over his lady, groping and kissing her, making her quiver

and swoon as he murred against her neck learning every small kink that'd make

her quiver with bliss. If they kept this

up with Grace hanging around there would be little hybrid sneavils to deal with

alongside Greg’s clutch.The pregnant male was simply too tired to even try to feign

embarrassment or disgust, having brought a wild pokemon home just for it to

rape and quickly date his mother. There

was no telling how many females Dennis had under his belt, he was way too

smooth. Instead Greg rested against

Grace, his strong powerful herm master helping him upstairs and into bed as her

thick slimy cock probed his back and soon found purchase slurping into his

perfect puffy doughnut to give him a nightlong rutting.Though the night was filled with gasps and moans, messy

splurts and grunts it once more came to an end. Greg’s belly now the size of a medicine ball,

nearly too great from him to move as Grace giggled and took the opportunity to

drill her captive lover’s sweet boypussy as he screamed in delight into his

pillow and glazed their bed in his prodigious girly jizz. It was of-course, good for the eggs, it didn't

matter much how he got a salty infusion of nut batter so long as his spongy

moist insides could milk a fat cock and absorb all that nutritious seed."Gregory, sweety!" chimed his mom, opening the

door as Grace was pumping her umpteenth load into him. Her nuts throbbed against his ass, Greg

blushing hard into his pillow with a hot and powerful Futa pokemon babe standing

over him and balls-deep in his puffy stretched anus. His mother just watched and grinned with a

plate of food. "The professor told

me you'd be popping soon. I just came by to give Grace a little special

breakfast in bed" she chimed. Clearly

aroused by the sight as she sauntered over with a platter of leppa and sitrus berries

to ensure the horny dominant queen would have the energy to go all-day. And how couldn't she? Leppa for PP and energy, sitrus for stamina

and health. There were enough to make her

hose this house down 10 times over with that glorious energizing dish and she

wouldn't disappoint~She didn't even wait for Greg's mom to leave, grabbing a

handful of berries and calling a quick thank you in her pokespeech before

excitedly scarfing down the mix and feeling her nuts audibly churn and swell. Her entire body tightened, energy restored as

she clenched her muscles and huffed a thick cloud of steam from her nostrils with

a deep growl. There was almost a pause,

Greg clenching and milking at his mate’s cock muttering "..Master?" And looking back before a paw grabbed his hair

roughly and pulled him almost painfully up into a rough, messy kiss. There was a light murr in his ear, an

utterance in her tongue that he almost understood as it sent hot chills of

excitement and fear down his spine. He

was her fucktoy once again, her thick turgid cock filthy with cum slurping out

of his thoroughly-bred pussy before she rammed in again. Holding her human like a toy as she pistoned

her thick poison/ground-type prick deep into his bowls with slaps and squishes

of nut and cum. Greg could only scream

and whimper, moaning and gasping as he was bounced on that stirring fuck meat

treating him like a helpless virgin all over again. Able to feel the slight grittiness of her

crystalized ground-type sperm mixed with the deluge of seminal fluid with each

grind and drive.Hot rocking and sex rang from upstairs, loud thumps and

moans as their ferocious mating rang through the house. Grace nearly kicked open the door, Greg still

speared on her fat member and drooling cum as his legs and ass were soaked in her

nut and sweat. She let out a call

assembling her crew, Dennis, Dirge and Duke all making their way upstairs to

the pungent reek of her hot musk and cum and a cum-slathered slut with a throat

and asshole ready for them. Grace

happily fucked him over raw, flooding his insides with thicker and thicker cum,

staining their eggs with her potent seed as she tugged out to give her whore a

good glazing and step back jerking off. A

fat bird cock stretched him impossibly wide with sexy squeals and splurts as a

canine dick slid into his throat. She

was much too excited now, the dominant herm ensuring her eggs would feed from

all these males and hopefully take their best traits as she enjoyed the

voyeuristic pleasures of her approved crew reducing Greg to a meek quivering feral

cum dumpster.The sexual fervor and orgy only came to an end with the honk

of a horn, the professor’s assistant outside as Dennis finished up in Greg's

throat. His future daddy shoving his tip

into the sluts nostrils to make him snort and gargle his chilly musky jizz and

the smell of his own mothers arousal on that studs impressive girth. The dazed human was in bliss, long past

embarrassment as he was slowly lead outside dribbling a mixed slurry of cum. Grace had happily grabbed a fanny pack,

stuffing it full of the berries as she waved to Greg's mother who blushed hard

at a sight even most whores hadn't seen before.The smell of sex was palpable in the car, the assistant

coughing and blushing hard as he groaned and tried to drive. Nothing seemed to fully remove the smell of

Grace’s thick pheromones from a car no matter how many air-fresheners he used. Frustrated by her having been smearing her

seed and sexual juices on the upholstery for days. And the longer he stuck around the pair, the

more painfully aroused he was becoming as her druggy musk clearly affected him.

This was not lost on Grace, the lusty

excited herm licking Greg's neck and making a few gestures as he blushed and

giggled giving her a nod. "Say. You

mind pulling down this side-road and taking your next left into that alley?"

chimed the well-fucked human as the assistant blushed and nodded. "You uh...need more release, huh?"

he stuttered as he received a nod in response, "Grace does, yes~" he

hummed in turn.They soon found themselves isolated, large stone walls

around them in a smaller less-populated part of town. A few bags of trash sat in a corner near a

storm-drain and some sort of hole made by scavengers leading into the nearby

building. "Hardly romantic

scenery" muttered the assistant as Grace casually slipped out of the

vehicle making it rock. His next

sentence was cut short by his passenger door opening and a powerful paw

casually snipping his seatbelt like string and yanking him out to stare

directly at 18-inches of hot drooling futa cock. The heat pouring off that towering fuckmeat

was intense, the potent scent making him too dizzy to do anything but utter a

confused groan and try to curl his nose before he was pinned against the

now-closed door and felt a powerful paw undoing his belt with a playful flick."W-wait, Greg what the hell! Y-you s-said" he panted with fear, lust,

and confusion. "I said Grace wanted release, not me~" he got in

response as the large futanari murred above him. 7 feet of powerful pokemon licking her lips

as she groped her fat druggy cock and casually ripped off the lesser males

pants to reveal his painfully erect dick and virgin asshole. Nearby pokemon were soon drawn to the scene,

peeking out to see this titan of a poison-type forcing herself on a human. Soon spinning the vulnerable squirming male

around as he stammered shocked protests feeling her line up and spray thick

druggy strings of her addictive seed over his smooth ass and thighs."G-greg! Call her off!" he shouted as the pregnant

male simply shook his head and rubbed his belly blissfully. "Oh I can't do that~" he purred and

looked at his friends throbbing hardon in the window, "You haven't figured

out by now that Grace is the master?" came his reply as the horny beast

murred in approval above him. Pressing

the tip of her fat red cock to his virgin asshole and forcing him to slowly

spread around her excessive girth. He

could only gasp and gurgle a light groan, helpless in the powerful herm’s grip

as he was forcibly bred. Every inch was

met with more of her druggy fluids, his insides tingling through the pain as he

clenched his toes and groaned light protests. Hot tingling pleasure shot up his spine as

foreign sensation filled him with each hot painful inch of thick pokemon cock

filling his back door as her druggy sex and hormones got to work making him a pokeslut.Grace was kind enough to be gentle with the first foot of

cock, slowly letting it lewdly slurp as the male under her grunted and quaked. She could smell his cum dribbling from his

dicklet as she crushed his prostate and violated his cute frame. She held him there, wild pokemon watching from

the shadows as his legs twitched and bounced helplessly while he adjusted to

her girth and whimpered a moan. "W-wha...why

d-does thiss feel~?" he managed to stutter, the pain virtually gone as he

felt weak, his insides stretched out and lightly milking at the invader before

Grace drew back. He felt so empty,

letting out a confused whine before he felt her grip tighten. With a deep huff and grunt she drew back and

rammed forward. The newest slut letting

out a scream of shock as she forced the rest of her maleness into him, punching

his gut and pumping cum as she pulled back and again thrust even harder to make

him scream and cream for all to hear.The car was soon rocking with the ferocity of her rutting,

pumping from tip to base into the assistant’s gaping stretched asshole with

loud squelks and slaps. Each thrust made

him nearly go blind, his eyes rolling up as he was slammed against the vehicle

again and again. Feeling his gut bulge

with druggy herm dick as he was forcibly stretched into a proper submissive cock

sleeve. He could only whimper

helplessly, grunting when she thrust into his cummy guts and glazed his

developing boypussy as he developed a dazed sweat from the violation. The toxins robbing him of anything but heat

and pleasure as Grace’s enhanced burly girlmeat began the process of truly

altering a new breeder. Every gush and

drool of cum, each drip and bead of sweat and juices packed with hormones that

would soon make him receptive to whatever pokemon would claim this bitch. Grace simply growled and huffed, happy to make

the bitch honest and give what he'd been wanting. To be conquered by a real male and perhaps

even bred like her sweet Greg.The hot scents and sounds of their sex soon filled the

alleyway, Grace caring less about the spectacle or creatures as she worked and

stirred the sluts asshole and popped a berry or two for a big climax. She fucked him hard, her fat prick slamming into

him as her swollen sweating testicles spanked his bare flesh hard enough to

leave it glowing red. The suspension

squeaked and groaned from the rough breeding, Grace’s hips slamming against the

paneling with each hard thrust of conquering maleness threatening to leave

dents and scrapes on the straining metal. He came again and again, whimpering and

groaning as she fucked him harder and harder threatening to overturn the

vehicle as the ferocity of her breeding ramped up. Loud violent plaps and slurps rang out through

grunts and screams, whimpers and dominant growls with huffs in the alleyway. The assistants moans becoming more helpless

and feminine with each pistoning thrust until they were almost melodic.With a final shove Grace rammed herself to the hilt, her

genital slit kissing the abused slut’s rear as he gasp and screamed in a

burning throbbing pleasure. Her heavy

nuts drew close, molten druggy jellied semen soon pumping into him like a

geyser. An endless flood of thick

clinging spunk swelling his gut as it audibly churned, feeling her flushing his

unprepared innards with her hyper-virile seed. He was held there, locked around a thick futa

cock visibly bulging his belly as it pumped load after hot bubbling load into

the quivering violated human. He soon

felt it forcing its way into his stomach, his colon filled and swollen as he

weakly came to his senses and looked back with a weak pleading groan of

"S-stop..." as it hit his throat. The taste and smell of it on his breath while

he tried to hold it in. Shaking his head

as his eyes watered before the ivory nidoqueen essence gushed and splattered

from his mouth and nostrils in hot bubbling globs to rain and splatter over the

car.He gurgled and quaked, digging his nails into the paint as

each pulse of Grace’s nuts and light shove of her fat brutish cock earned a

fresh messy flood of her cum from the overfilled sluts throat. Drenching him in her reeking jism and flushing

his insides totally. Marking him inside

and out as a pokemon fucker with the pungent surge of gooey male emission

pooling like pudding under his weak quivering swollen form. Grace heaved a pleased sigh, watching the slut

go limp and practically hearing the snap of his mind breaking under the

infusion of violent pleasure and torrents of semen while she wore him on her

thick prick. Filling him past the brim

with the purest ecstasy he'd ever experience and copious amounts of dopamine to

keep him obedient. He'd never want a human

again, it's possible he couldn't even take one after this and even feel it. However as she looked to the collected horny animals,

she grinned knowing that wouldn't be a problem as her potent seed oozed over

and down the vehicle like a fresh paint job.It took them an extra hour just for Grace to calm down

enough to slide out of the overfilled bitch, his asshole stretched and gaping. Reddened and sore, winking softly as her

potent seed oozed out of his ruined anus and over his taint and thighs. Her immense maleness immediately polished and

worshipped by Greg as the barely conscious assistant was soon set down with a

whistle from Grace to the feral crowd.

The drugged and violated bitch catering to the dozens of horny pokemon

stirring his cummy asshole and throat with their own feral pricks. He groaned in strain and druggy heat, weakly

licking and sucking as he was taught to please a male even in his fucked-raw

state. Simply too blissed to even be

fully aware of his actions as he licked along taint and nut or happily sucked

off filthy beast dick. The crowd was

eventually dispersed by the undisputed boss of this area, an ekans nearly 50%

larger than normal, a true stud drawn by the heavy reek of druggy sex and

sounds of sweet sluts eager to give it.His girthy twin reptilian shafts soon slid from their slit

as he looked over his quarry. He

remained wary of Grace, the sheer power of her presence leaving even the

supposed local alpha cautious. The

glorious herm simply muttering to him in pokemon, boasting about what she’s

learned of her fluids and heady sex.

Inviting the large serpent to finish breaking in and claiming this

human, to gradually start packing him with eggs as Grace does with her mate. The very thought of how she could change

people and pokemon now making her maleness surge and flex, yet her heart

flutter with the purest of lust and love looking to her mate. The ekans gave a hiss, sampling the air,

impressed by such a claim, horny, intrigued. He coiled around the limp human and dug his

sizeable serpentine cocks into the slut, stretching him around the twins to

make him squeak and whimper moans all over again. It was another hour before Greg finally looked

to Grace and tapped his wrist with a pout.

He loved seeing his mate’s work, the blessing of loving pokemon how they

need to be~ But they were already hours

late. The lewd slurps, grunts, and

hisses of the two the only sounds in the alleyway before the dominant herm

slipped out and tapped the drivers cheek as he was kissing his new master,

lapping at the venomous fangs as their warm and powerful coils wrapped around

his midsection and plunged those fat cocks into his eager rump. Snapped partly from his stupor by Grace as she

tapped her wrist. She coaxed the ekans

off of him, winking and instead smuggling the beast into the car as the

cum-drunk assistant weakly crawled into the driver side. Sitting and smearing spunk while leaking it

down onto the floor mats while he escorted the group once more to a now

concerned and nervous professor."What happened!?" he shouted in shock. Both the messy state of his vehicle and their

tardiness weighing on his nerves as Greg hand-waved it away and did his best to

mask the assistant’s fucked-silly state. "I thought you had started laying

prematurely!" Treepun huffed and held his chest as Greg was gently escorted

out of the messy vehicle by his mate. "Relax,

Professor. Grace is just more rowdy than

usual. I had to help her empty the

'tanks' if you know what I mean" he giggled while gesturing to the new

paint job. "Yes, clearly. Chris!

Clean this up, will you?" shouted the old man as the slightly obscured

assistant weakly nodded and groaned holding his gut. The second the three were inside a horny

serpent slithered from the back and coaxed the blushing human onto all fours

with a lick, kiss and affectionate nip of those needle-like fangs. He couldn’t help but grow excited seeing

Greg’s condition, they needed to get to work making his new mate as deliciously

gravid.The day went as usual, the eggs now fully developed and

ready to lay as screen after screen showed their progress and Greg’s vitals. His insides had clearly shifted a bit, growing

accustomed to stretching and more importantly to accepting males as the professor

went over his changes with a chart. Greg

glazed over most of it, he was simply content with his master and lover as

sweet emotions and hormones coursed through his motherly form. He was hardly given time to rest, more than

any other day Grace was permitted to go wild, using every berry she had to

breed her slut through again and again. Practically drenching every cell of his being

in her thick transforming jism as the professor recorded the events and happily

collected samples before sending them home in the evening.Luckily the Car had been cleaned at some point, though Grace

and Greg were excited to find Chris letting out gasps and grunts not far from

the washers. Propped against a wall he

gasped and moaned, a huge ekans wrapped around him and casually pumping two

cocks in and out of his slut. "Looks

like a new pokeslut’s been born" Greg chimed loud enough for him to hear. Chris simply panting and looking back with a

shudder of pleasure feeling thick snake semen painting his insides. The ride home was quick, both pairs wanting to

return to what's natural and get tender with their mate’s. Greg and Grace were dropped off, the ekans

coiled and comfy in the passenger-side seat as Chris waved goodbye with a blush

and headed home with his new partner to work on “training”.Entering the home Greg's mother was nowhere to be seen. Light moans and gasps coming from her room as

he furrowed his brow knowing exactly who was trying (and succeeding) to become

his stepfather. Little doubt trying his

best to knock up his mother with a fresh batch of horny weasels. They retired to bed, Greg more worn out than

usual as he held Grace tightly and moaned feeling something shift within him. Heaving a sigh he soon passed out against her

chest. "Soon~" Grace thought

to herself petting her prized breeder.They slept into the early morning, their rest disturbed as

Greg grunted and gasped feeling a thick gooey splash of something between his

legs. Clear musky fluid was soaking his

ass and the sheets as the eggs shifted within him making him groan and panic

shaking Grace awake. "T-they're

coming, THEY'RE COMING!" he stammered in a hot panic as she hurriedly

helped him from the bed. Light gasps and

groans as the eggs were heading south and belly visibly shifted as they slid

towards their escape with each contraction. "Mom? MOM!" he shouted rousing his

mother from bed, the scene of his legs quaking and fluid pouring down his legs

all the signal she needed as she dashed to the car with Greg and Grace in tow.Time almost seemed to slow for the pregnant male, panting in

a sweat feeling the intense dizzying pleasure of each contraction where there

should be pain. He could only groan and

shudder, almost in a haze as his temperature rose and body grew sensitive, each

shift and clench made him gasp again as his prick stiffened. A constant bliss as everyone seemed to be

talking around him while he held his gut and almost giggled from the intense intoxicating

euphoria now weighing on his mind.He was ushered to the lab, the professor already waiting as Greg

held his gut and panted in the pleasurable labour and wobbled on sore unsteady

feet. Entering the complex he saw no

less than a dozen scientists in waiting, his entourage of pokemon and his

mother behind him. Barely able to

whimper "W-who are these people?!" before another contraction rocked

his core and the first egg was nearly crowning. There were so many observers, but there was no

time to argue. This had to happen NOW. Greg waddled into the prepared room, whimpering,

and grabbing blankets and pillows as new instincts compelled him to make a nest

with what time he had left and help of Grace. Barely able to put everything together before

his eyes crossed feeling a thick surge of musky fluid and the pressure of the

first egg pressing against his rectum.He nearly collapsed, falling to his knees as 13 scientists,

his mother, Chris and all of his pokemon watched. His ass was facing the nest, the pressure

making him grunt and shudder as he tried to push. The eggs were thick, the size of a large

football as the rounded bottom slowly began to stretch out his puffy sphincter.

He shouted and gasped, quaking and

drooling as the hard stretching sent constant shockwaves of intense pleasure up

his spin. He was lost to the dizzying

high and instinctual haze as the first egg crowned and slurped out, stretching

Greg wide as he gave a throaty groan of relief through a wash of orgasmic

pleasure. His bare exposed cock bounced

and gushed, spraying his cum against the floor as he quivered in a sweat from

the worlds most intense anal beads forcing him wide.He was awash with emotion and pleasure, hardly able to think

besides clenching and grunting. Letting

the eggs work their way to his exit and stretch him wide with a messy gush of

thick sticky birthing fluid as rush upon rush of dopamine ensured he'd want to

do this again and again. That he’d crave

to birth countless young for his mistress, to be a breeding whore for his stud.

Again and again he grunted, gasping

feeling each egg slowly crown and stretch his asshole wide for the audience

before his fat dick would spray the ground in a raw display of pleasure. Videos were taken, scans running and Greg’s

pokemon arguing over who would get to knock him up next, with Grace's blessing

of course.None of it mattered to the new broodmother, only concerned

with laying each thick orb into the nest and savouring the intense sensations

that'd punch through his being and mind with each satisfying plop. He could hear the gentle clack as they rolled

into each other, Grace taking her time to organize and clean her young

excitedly as her mate pumped out each fresh spawn. A messy gush of fluid from his stretching

winking anus practically staring at the gathered crowd while he laid his

masters young for the first of many times.It felt like an eternity, each egg slowly working through

his innards towards his puffy anus. Stretching

out his insides with their unique shapes and sizes as the heat and pleasure ran

through Greg's panting and heaving form. He was an animal, each crowning egg pushing

him further into a deep acceptance, breaking what little willpower he might've

had left to resist this raw animalistic bliss. He would crave this, he'd crave his mate. To be taken again, made into a breeding bitch

as he serviced males for their rich semen and cradled the growing life within

him. There was no going back, his

physiology altered by this ‘evolution’. Even now as the last eggs worked their way and

sweat dripped from his straining body he could only think of coddling his

precious eggs and mate before presenting himself to Grace to be filled with her

virile spawn once more.With the last egg popping from his winking puffy doughnut

and into the nest he collapsed. Panting

hard as his entire body ached from the frequent spasms and strain. He groaned into the generous puddle of his cum

he'd made under him, too weak to do anymore than roll over and hug the nest as

he looked over his lover and their offspring. 10 large glistening eggs, light purple spots

signifying their poison-type nature and clearly larger than a normal pokemon eggs

of the same type. All coated in a clear

musky lubricant and slime. There were

shared looks from the lovers, a light lick and kiss as Grace churred and

caressed Greg for his good work, his belly shrunken to normal for now as he

passed out riding the afterglow from the most intense experience of his life. =Weeks later= Grace bobbed Greg on her meaty girl cock. Relaxing after the successful battle and

enjoying her slut’s expert oral as he moaned and slurped, letting his throat

bulge obscenely with her maleness. He

tasted every inch, swimming in her heady scent as he worshipped and milked her

impressive girth for his meal. He rubbed

his tight belly, feeling the small lumps of new life within him as he shuddered

in bliss and looked into the eyes of his futanari master. Grace had been kind enough to let the pack

have a turn to impregnate him, afterall he was hers in body and spirit, totally

subservient and filled with adoration for his one and only Queen.Dirge had won out, that incredibly thick avian cock pumping

the winning load into his milking spongy onahole of an ass as the young human

happily cradled the future spearows he'd be giving birth to in an orgasmic

stupor. Grace huffed and murred, letting

out a groan of pleasure as she looked over the hill and back towards the town

while she creamed her mate’s throat. The

group had decided to remain close to town for now, simply wandering the local

countryside for training and battles before returning home to their clutch in

the lab. The Professor said they'd be

hatching soon, Grace eager to see her young and Greg adorably protective of

them when he was there. Fawning like the

mother he was when he wasn't polishing a cock.Luckily it was only in scientific circles that anyone even

knew of Grace and Greg’s unique situation. The revelation and research too valuable to

discard or censor. An agreement was

struck instead to keep all the research and information under lock and key for

the time being, limited to the professors in attendance to avoid

pearl-clutching politicians and Locals getting in the way with feeble morals. What mattered is they were happy, and the

young were healthy. What Grace’s

influence possibly meant for the rest of the world? Well, considering Greg now had dark/ice type

siblings on the way and Chris was looking a bit bigger than normal.

Who knows~?

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