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Disclaimer: This work of fiction may contain themes of homosexuality as well as explicit descriptions of sexual acts, and may involve participants who are non-human, and/or anthropomorphic. All characters depicted are 18 or older, even if otherwise specified. If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.

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A Real Top Percentage Rattata

“We did it! I knew my Rattata was the best there is!"

Okay, so… I didn't expect the kid to be anywhere near that strong… Sure, he introduced himself as “Bret, the Kanto Rattata Master" but he was just some random little boy hanging out near Cerulean City, I couldn't have been expected to take him seriously… That is, until my entire team got absolutely decimated by a single, absurdly strong Rattata.

“I-I… uh…" I was speechless, I still couldn't believe what just happened. Though I guess after seeing how big that Rattata was, I shouldn't have been surprised. The thing was huge. I'm pretty sure it was bigger than my Arcanine, I didn't think that Rattata could even get that big. “Um, c-congratulations…"

He flashed me a cocky grin, as if he just knew how the battle was going to turn out, even before we began, “Keep practicing, kid. You'll get there." He had a big toothy grin on his face as he said that.

Kid…?

That bit caught me off guard a bit, he couldn't have more than 8 or 9 years old… I was probably 10 years older than him, and he was calling me kid…?

I did my best to shrug it off. Not really wanting to let it get to me, I didn't even looked towards him, as I grabbed my bag and opened it. According to the region's Pokémon League regulations, as the loser of an official battle, I was obligated to provide a cash prize to the winner.

“Okay, I uh… have…"

Before I could even really look through my stuff, the bag was snatched from me.

“Alright, I guess I'll go easy on a young upcoming trainer… I'll just take… three poké balls… and 1000 poké dollars."

He fished though the pouch, claiming the poké balls himself, and then shoved the bag back against my chest, before offering his palm, for me to provide the money.

Honestly, he was going easy… That amount really wasn't very much to ask for, still, it was then that a pang of anxiety struck me, “1000? Oh, uh…" I slowly reached for my wallet, despite knowing that I wouldn't find the amount I needed.

Just before making my way from Cerulean, I had spent everything that I had on balls and potions, I would honestly have been surprised to even see ten poké dollars in there, “Actually, I don't have enough…"

He reached up, snatching the wallet from my grasp and looking through it for himself to confirm.

“Oh-ho? Can't pay the required prize money? That's unfortunate for you… Timmy…" He had paused for a second to look at the name on my trainer card, and decided to call me “Timmy", despite “Timothy" being the name on the ID.

“I-I can offer you a bunch more poké balls? Or even some Ultra Balls?"

The extra items I was offering would easily be enough to offset the cost that Bret was asking for, so I hoped he would be okay with that. Traveling around with so little money was not something that I typically did. I just didn't expect to actually see any new trainers on the route, I was pretty sure that I had battled everyone out here already. I still wasn't quite sure where he came from.

I continued searching through my bag, hoping that I might have something more enticing that I could offer in-lieu of the required cash. I reached in to move aside a few potions, but before I could do so, the bag was pulled away from my hands.

“Hey! Have a little patien—" I expected to see Bret once again snatching it from my grasp but the form in front of me belonged to his pokémon instead.

“Uhh… Bret, your Rattata…"

The big pokémon had apparently used its teeth to pull the backpack away from me, and now was stepping even closer, face level with mine, and what looked like a slight grin across its face.

As close as the Rattata had gotten, I could really get a look at how big the thing was, and upon closer inspection, it was definitely bigger than my Arcanine…

Aren't these things usually like a foot tall? How is this Rattata so huge?!?

It just didn't make sense… The purple pokémon was so big, it actually had to lean down to meet my eye line. The thing was massive, very intimidating, and it was still trotting towards me, forcing me to back up.

“Yeah, you shouldn't have said that you didn't have enough, heh… Fanger kinda has his own idea about how cheapo trainers should make up the difference when they can't pay."

“Chhhrrrrrrrr" The Rattata made a low rumble, as if it were agreeing with the trainer.

Still being forced to back away from the approaching pokémon, I took another step backwards, and felt my heel catch a particularly thick root, and I stumbled backwards, landing on my back before I could even attempt to catch myself.

“OOF!" My head thumped against the ground. Thankfully, as close to the riverbank as we were, the ground was pretty soft, though I still shut my eyes and rubbed the back of my head.

“Ugh…" I lifted my head a bit and cracked my eyes back open, and immediately, I had a very clear idea of what Bret was talking about a moment ago. “Whoa… w-what…?"

Poking out from below the pokémon, was a very thick, and very long spire of pink. With every step the pokémon took forward, it loomed closer and closer, and with my position underneath the beast, it was on a direct collision course with my face.

“H-Hey! Bret! Y-You think you could recall your pokémon?!?"

“I really shouldn't. Once Fanger gets like this, it's best to just let him finish." I could hear a slight chuckle in his voice as he responded, he was enjoying watching the scene play out…

“W-Wha…? No, no! You can't—aaggh…" I had started to plead my case, but before I got more than a few words out, the Rattata got close enough, and I was interrupted by that oncoming pink spire, as it was suddenly pressed against the side of my face.

I turned my face away doing my best to keep away from the warm organ, but with it flush against my cheek, I didn't have a ton of room to do that.

“Tell you what, kid. I'll count your services to Fanger towards the prize money you owe. You're lucky that he likes you much, hehe."

The pokémon was directly over me, so it's not like I had much say in the situation either way. The most I seemed to able to do was angle my face away to keep the big pokémon cock from finding its way towards my lips, and even that task was becoming more-and-more difficult to accomplish.

The Rattata began moving, shifting his position, upon realizing that I wasn't cooperating. I tried to get away from under him as he moved, but Fanger knew what he was doing. After around a minute of angling himself, he was eventually over me, in the opposite direction, in somewhat of a “69" position, and the large organ that I was doing my best to avoid was still pointed directly at my face.

“Mrrrrrrr…"

Another low rumble from the pokémon. Even without me actively trying to get him off, he definitely looked to be enjoying just rubbing against me. As big as the shaft was when I first saw, it. It had definitely plumped up even further, and now throbbed against my cheek, at least a foot-an-a-half long. The penis was bigger than its entire body was supposed to be.

Another nudge of the dick against my cheek, and I again angled my face away, but this time, something was different. The Rattata began lowering his backside, and before I knew it, the two most massive testicles I had ever seen descended over my face.

“A-ACK!" Each of the big Rattata's balls was as large a cantaloupe, and they were quickly lowering onto my face, blocking my vision, and covering my nose up, which was making breathing increasingly difficult. I struggled a bit, fidgeting around under the pokémon as much as I could, but eventually opened my mouth to take in a breath.

** GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASP **

And just as I expected, the opportunity for the Rattata to get at my open mouth was not wasted. Before I had even finished taking in the breath, Fanger moved off of his position on my face, and quickly re-angled himself, and I could feel the warm flesh sliding against my tongue. When the tip of it bumped the back of my throat, I heard another low rumble from the Rattata. Almost as if he were chuckling at having just managed to spear into my throat.

And spear was the perfect word… Easily as long as my forearm, and as far as I could tell, hard as stone. The pokémon cock was so thick, that I couldn't even gag around it. I actually started to panic a bit. Fanger's length was already invading my throat, and the majority of it wasn't even past my lips yet, not to mention that my mouth was even getting sore just from the sheer girth of it.

I flailed a bit, hoping that Bret would have mercy or something and get his monster of a pokémon off of me. All I got however, was a word of apparent advice.

“I'd just relax if I were you, kid. The quicker you finish him off, the quicker you'll be done."

I didn't even care about the fact that a grade-schooler was still insisting on calling me kid, I was just worried about the foot of Rattata dick that was threatening to dislocate my jaw. However, I really had no solution, so I hesitantly took Bret's advice, and began actively using my mouth and tongue as well as I could to help along the pokémon.

“Chrrrr… Mmmmm…"

My new enthusiastic approach did not go unnoticed by the rat pokémon, the pleasured rumble he let out was proof enough of that. Unfortunately for me however, that seemed to be the green light that Fanger needed to begin a more traditional humping into my throat.

He had gotten what had to have been over 12 inches of dick past my lips before he began his proper thrusting. Right away, he pulled out what felt like most of the shaft before sliding back in, still getting deeper on each inward thrust.

“Doing okay down there?" Bret's voice came from right near my ear, and I turned my gaze over to see the boy leaning over and staring down at me. Wide toothy grin on his face as he was clearly enjoying the scenario that had unfolded.

“MMMMMNMNNNNNMM!" I could barely even get any sounds out around the impossibly large flesh mass that was inside my mouth, but I hoped that I could at least get him to acknowledge my discomfort.

“Fanger's almost done with your mouth, kid, I can tell. Just stick with it!"

He was talking to me with such encouragement, as if getting face-fucked by a giant Rattata was something that I had been practicing for years.

I turned away from Bret as I felt something that I did not expect to feel. With nearly the entirety of that 18-inch long steel pipe down my throat, I wasn't really able to crane my head enough to get a view, but upon hearing the telltale zip sound of my pants being undone, a moment later… I got a pretty good idea of what was going on, regardless.

What the fuck?! Is Fanger taking off my pants?!

As if responding directly to my thought, Fanger gave a particularly rough thrust, almost completely sheathing himself in my throat, deep enough that those massive orbs collided powerfully against my face.

** PLAP **

With my face, once again, nearly completely hidden underneath the big pokémon's balls, I flailed, my legs kicking out somewhat involuntarily, and in one quick motion, as if it were all planned by Fanger, my pants were whipped off of me, by his surprisingly dexterous claws.

“Oh good! Fanger likes it more when trainers are small down there, and it looks like you're reeeeeeally small!" Under normal circumstances, having my size criticized by someone that could count to his age on his fingers would be something that I'd have more of a reaction to. At the moment however, my mind was elsewhere.

I was left bare from the waist down, and still trapped underneath the ridiculously massive rat pokémon.

I could feel the panic start to set in again, I was about to lose it, when thankfully… Fanger began to move off of me.

Slowly but surely, the long mass slid back out the way it came. The large full Rattata balls that had been smothering me mere moments ago were being lifted up and away, and the pokémon removed himself from my face. It only took a second before I felt the tip of it exit my throat, and pop into my mouth, spurting the pokémon's watery fluids as it did.

** GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASP **

I took in a deep breath the moment I was able, followed by a bout of coughs and gags, as the pre that had just been deposited into my mouth was inadvertently inhaled along with the oxygen.

“COUGH COUGH HACK! You—You c-could have sto-stopped that! He c-could have killed me!" The Rattata, now completely free from my maw began to move from his position over me, but not before spouting a few more jets of the clear pre-fluid onto my face.

Finally able to move my head without mashing them into giant testicles, I glanced up, spotting Bret still standing there, and irritatingly enough, that amused expression still hadn't faded from his face.

“Nah, Fanger would never do that!" He grinned and tucked his hands behind his head, “He's super-careful! Especially to someone with a dick as tiny as yours! You're just his type!"

I tried to wipe as much of the slick fluid from my face as I could, clearing my vision up a bit more, “I-I… It's not…" I glanced down at my length seeing that it was in full view to the boy, and I couldn't even bring myself to finish the sentence. While I was very much lacking-in-size below the belt, for a grade-schooler being the one to point it out made it exceedingly humiliating, much moreso than it normally would have been.

“What are you? Like half-an-inch long?"

“N-No! I'm a—uhh… I'm… b-bigger than that!" I stopped myself before telling him my actual size, seeing as announcing that I was a whole three-quarters of an inch would likely have been just as utterly humiliating.

“Well, whatever size you are kid, Fanger loves it! I can tell, he's REAL excited for the next part!"

I thought about that for a second, before it dawned on me.

Next part…? Does that mean he's not done?!?

As soon as the thought formed in my mind, I felt the big claw on my side. Before I knew it, I was being moved, flipped over, “WHA!? AAACK!"

“Chhhhhhhrrrrrr…"

Another rumble from Fanger as he tossed me over, onto my front.

Shit… This isn't gonna end well…

I quickly tried to regain an upright position, doing my best to crawl away. Unfortunately I didn't get more than a couple feet before I felt the now familiar Rattata paw on my shoulder, followed by a noticeable weight suddenly on my back.

“W-Wait!"

Unsurprisingly, the pressure on top of me only increased, as the Rattata was not deterred by my objections. His strength and grip were easily more than enough to hold me in place as he mounted my back, and moved his face in towards my ear.

“Rrrrrrrrr…"

The only response I got was the smug sounding purr-like sound, directly into my ear, followed by a light tap on the back of my thigh from something that felt very warm.

Shit! Shit! Shit! This can't actually be happening can it?!?

Reality was starting to quickly, and harshly, set in. I was no more than seconds away from literally getting fucked by this impossibly gigantic Rattata, and I had absolutely no way to prevent it from happening. I looked over towards the other trainer once more, hoping that he would reveal that the whole thing was a joke or something. What I saw however, only made me even more confused.

Bret had stripped himself almost completely naked, and was sitting down, leaning against the nearby fence. The only article of clothing he was still wearing was a pair of white briefs and keeping his eyes trained on us, he was very carefully, sliding his fingers past his waistband…

“Hehehe, don't mind me, just getting comfortable to watch."

That made so little sense it was mind-boggling.

First off, he was planning to get off to watching his monster of a Rattata have his way with me?! Secondly, isn't he way too young to know about this stuff at all?!? I probably would have said something, but a split-second before I managed to open my mouth, I found myself rendered speechless.

Bret had pulled his member free from its fabric prison, and it was suddenly apparent why he felt he could comment on my size… Not even completely hard yet, and it had to be over six inches long, an absolutely ludicrous size for his age, and a hell-of-a-lot bigger than mine… Though of course, not close to the size of the shaft that was now pressing against my pucker.

Fanger had found my entrance, and I could already feel more jets of pre splashing against me, preparing me as best it could to accept the giant pole. I felt a slight press forward, and felt I could do nothing except brace myself. I shut my eyes tight, and clenched my fists, and right on cue, I felt it skewer into me.

“GAAAAAAHHH!"

I couldn't hold back the shout, the pain was very sharp. Fanger wasn't in the business of being gentle, he had to have buried over half of his monumental length into me on the first thrust. I could feel my gut bulging, just from his size and the power that he plunged in with.

“Rrrrrrrrrrrrr—Ahhhhh…"

Definitely the sounds of a Rattata in deep pleasure, as he held still inside me for just a small moment. Then, as unceremoniously as the first thrust, he pulled out almost entirely, and without any pause whatsoever, drove back in, with even more force this time.

Except this time, it was a little different…

“Ah! Ahhhh…"

I didn't even understand it myself, but where I yelped in pain just a moment ago, I found myself now letting out a moan of pleasure, which did not go unnoticed by the Rattata's trainer.

“Wow, you must really love it! Usually, they don't start to enjoy it until Fanger's been at it for at least a few minutes."

I peeked an eye open to see Bret, still sitting there against the fence, but now openly stroking his way-too-big erection. Which, frighteningly enough, looked to be at least two inches larger, now that it was at full-mast.

“N-No! I don't like—nghh… Oh… f—uuuck…"

Even as I did my best to deny it, another thrust from the big Rattata forced even more pleasured sounds from my mouth. I couldn't understand it, I couldn't possibly be enjoying it. I was getting impaled by a pokémon dick that would put a Rapidash to shame, and it was striking me deep enough to cause a noticeable lump to appear in my stomach… So, why did it feel so… good….?

Thrust after thrust, Fanger carved his way deeper and deeper into me, and every single time, I expected the pain to return, but every time, all I got was a powerful sensation of ecstasy, and it seemed to even be getting more intense each time. My mind got hazy, my limbs got weak, eventually my arms even gave out, and I was just a moaning mess under the pokémon.

“Fuuuuuuck! Ohh… Ssss—oooooooo goooooood!"

Throughout the experience, I heard constant impish chuckling coming from Bret and amused rumblings from Fanger, but as long as the jackhammering of my pleasure center continued, nothing else really mattered. As long as that gigantic pole stayed in motion, sliding in-and-out of me, the euphoric feeling seemed to be unending.

At some point, I began to feel sharp slaps against the back of my thighs, an indication that those huge semen-filled globes that belonged to the pokémon were colliding with my backside. It also meant that somehow, Fanger had slipped entirely past my tight ring of muscle. The cock was so deep into me, the small lump that had started to appear there earlier had evolved into a very visibly phallic-shaped outline that distended my gut noticeably.

“Wow! Impressive, Timmy! Fanger can never get all the way in someone! You can even see his dick bulge out through you!" The boy didn't suspend his own self-pleasure to make the statement. In-fact, at seeing the state I had been reduced to, he seemed to increase his tempo, lightly biting his bottom lip as he continued on, “Not that it matters a lot though… Soon, your belly's gonna be round anyway…"

His tone was a lot more nonchalant than it seemed like it should have been, though, it's not like I said much either, I was too busy moaning in bliss. Frankly, it was surprising that I even had the presence-of-mind to hear his words in the first place.

“Nnnnnnggaaaaaahhh… fuuuuuuuck meee…"

“Rrrrr… Raaaaaaah…"

Another light growl into my ear, but somehow with a more dominating tone behind it this time. I could tell something was different, something was definitely coming up, and I had a pretty good idea of what.

The Rattata's tempo slowed, just a bit, but simultaneously, the strength behind his hips increased dramatically. He reared back, and it was as if my prostate had been hit by a rampaging Tauros.

“GYAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

The strike inside me was more than I could handle, causing me to lose control immediately upon impact, and let loose a small string of cum onto the grass below.

Meanwhile, Fanger wasn't done yet. At his new pace, each slam of his hips against me sent a tremor through my body, even pushing me forward a slight bit with each thrust. His claws on my shoulder tightened and his feet dug into the ground. He was definitely about to climax as well, and I had absolutely no idea how I was going to handle it.

Each time his balls slammed against my ass, I could feel them churning and pulsing, and that sensation was sending a tremor of pleasure through my body on each of the big pokémon's gyrations. Despite the fact that I had orgasmed mere seconds ago, what Fanger was doing to me was apparently enough to prevent my rapture from ending.

I dug my nails into the ground, just as the Rattata dug his claws into me. Thankfully, it wasn't deep enough to break my skin, but it was more than enough for him to deliver the message that I was his, and with me in the current state that I was in, I was in no position to disagree.

“RRR—RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

I could only describe it as a roar, the sound that Fanger let out perfectly punctuated his apex. He powered into me with such force that I was pushed forward several inches along the ground, but unlike all of his prior movements, this time, he held still, keeping himself buried as far inside of me as he could.

“Oh—Ohhh! FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCK!"

I felt the massive pole that was splitting me open begin to throb even more robustly, and finally, as if the floodgates had just been opened, an absolute deluge of the Rattata's essence rushed into me, and the effects were dramatic and immediate.

Fuck… Why does this feel so good?!?

I was being bred, literally claimed by an oversized monster of a pokémon, and somehow the only feeling I was experiencing was mind-shatteringly intense pleasure. So much that I felt my second orgasm of the session surge through me, despite just having climaxed less than three minutes ago.

The feeling of being filled so absolutely had me seeing stars. That sensation of that searing heat spilling into me and consuming my core was both excruciating and amazing at the same time. It was already overwhelming, and I had no idea of how long I would have to endure.

“Rrrrrrrrrr…"

Another purr-like trill from Fanger accompanied the continuing pulsations of heat that he was firing relentlessly into me. The amount that I was being forced to accept was quickly giving me an increasingly heavy feeling in my midsection. I couldn't adjust my position enough to actually see my belly, but the feeling of my gut actively distending, from the sheer magnitude of the copious load was not something easily missed.

I would have sworn it went on for hours, when in reality, I'm sure it lasted no more than a couple minutes. Fanger continued to hold me tight, and kept his hips flush against mine, making sure that every inch of his length stayed embedded inside of me as he rode out his orgasm.

By the time I felt his balls stop throbbing with discharge, I was an even bigger mess than I had been. I laid under him, tongue hanging out, and with a look of unbridled pleasure on my face. He finally began to move, though it somehow felt reluctant, the Rattata's grip began to relax, and that thick tube of flesh slowly began to vacate my body.

“Nnnnngh, Ah…"

He drew yet another moan from me. As slow as Fanger was moving, it felt almost as good as his thrusts. I had been stretched so roughly around him, the relaxed and gentle removal almost felt like something completely different.

Inch-by-inch he slid out of me, leaving me feeling both full and empty at the same time. The lack of 18 inches of Rattata cock taking up the expanse of my insides definitely left me with a peculiar hollow feeling. At the same time however, with my belly stuffed with, what had to be, gallons of Rattata semen, I didn't think that it was even possible for me to survive what I just did.

Fanger climbed off me, and after the agonizingly slow withdrawal of his length, I finally felt the tip pop from my passage, accompanied by a wet slurp sound, and immediately followed by a small rush of the fluid escaping out through the gaping hole.

“Hah… hah… hah…"

I finally starting lifting my body back up, actually struggling a bit with the extra weight residing in my midsection.

“Hey, -ngh- Timmy, look up…"

Bret's voice, I almost had forgotten that he was even here. I slowly lifted my head, my gaze traveling up his still unclothed body, until I met his gaze. I didn't even have the opportunity to respond to him before he shut his eyes, and bit his bottom lip.

“Nggg—aahhh…"

I wasn't even able to close my eyes in time before my vision was obscured by white, my face plastered by a load from someone probably no more than half of my age. Had my mind been in a more rational state, I probably would have predicted what Bret was doing, but instead, I found myself with three thick ropes of cum streaking across my face, an amount that made my release look pitiful in-comparison.

“AH! ACK! PFFFFT!"

He chuckled deviously as I struggled to spit out the fluid that and gotten into my mouth.

“Hehehe… Man, you were good, kid. Fanger was really into it."

I brought up a hand to wipe the viscous substance from my face, and quickly found that my center of gravity had shifted somewhat. Having to ignore the cascade of Bret's cum that was oozing across my face, I quickly tried to place my hand back on the ground to steady myself, but found myself unable to regain enough balance, and slipped into a roll, which planted me face up, with my back on the ground.

“Ughhh…"

I didn't even bother trying to wipe my face again, I just stared face up, completely drained after the little escapade.

“You look better like that anyway." Bret had a wide pearly-white grin across his face as he looked down over me. He was clearly satisfied with everything that just occurred, “C'mon Fanger, let's head to the Pokémon Center, you could use a rest."

As he stepped over me, I tilted my head forward. I was barely able to even see around the large beach ball-sized swell in my gut, but I was able to make out Bret recalling the monstrous Rattata back into its poké ball, and starting to pull his clothes back on.

“Alright, see you back here tomorrow, same time!" He called out as he started to walk away.

“Wait! What?!? W-Why would I come back here?!?"

He threw his arms up, resting his hands behind his head as he turned back around, “Well, we agreed on 1000 poké dollars, and that session was worth… maybe 100… So, you've got about 9 to go."

I was ready to strongly contend that, and make it very clear that there was no way that I'd be back, but right as I opened my mouth, he continued on.

“That is… Unless you want the Pokémon League to hear about you skipping out on paying prize money? Not to mention, I also have these pictures on my cell phone of you and Fanger having fun… I bet the internet would love to see those, heheh…"

I was stunned, I just stared with my mouth agape, unable to think of a single thing to say in rebuttal.

Without even waiting for acknowledgement from me, Bret turned again, heading back towards Cerulean City, “So, like I said, see ya tomorrow!"

As he trotted out of sight, I dropped my head back to the dirt, still too exhausted to even wipe Bret's cum from my face. Thoughts started going through my mind of any possible options I even had.

Well… if I have no other choice, maybe I can at least get used to it… Practice makes perfect, right?

I glanced around for my pants, where my poké balls hung from my belt, “Now let's see… Which would be more similar? Arcanine or Venusaur…?"