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"Welcome all to Pokemon Nymphomaniac Therapy. I am Glyphric, the Medicham, but you can call me Mr. G. Today we will be introducing each other and allowing us to feel a little less isolated with our problematic burdens without trivializing the severity they have on our individual minds."

"Come, let us take turns standing up telling our closest classmates that they are not alone in feeling as if all hope is lost in the steps to recovery and that there is a chance that things can start looking bright. Your bravery to get it off your chest will be noted and none of us shall judge you for your decision to be explicit about your emotional burden. Now then, let us begin."

A Medicham clad in naught but a lab coat and glasses sat back down in their more intricately designed arm chair, surrounded by a rather large group of men who either looked sheepish, frightful or just downright stoic to the letter. None of them made a sound, as if scared that a spotlight was gonna drop down from the featureless ceiling above and make the psychic's claim of not being cast for judgment false. But when no one seemingly wanted to get up and the Medicham looked ready to pick someone out of the crowd, a Gardevoir in the crowd stood up.

"H-hi...I'm...Gene...the Gardevoir...and I like to...*gulp*...be stepped on....by dirty feet."

"Very good, Gene. Very courageous of you to let that off your chest and let yourself breathe. Please, take your seat and feel elated." The dressed male was more than happy to plant back down, a blush blatant on his face due to his white skin. But soon, he wouldn't be the only one to get up and confess; a Blaziken rose up from his seat near Mr. G and he nearly choked on his words before he managed to utter something intelligible out.

"I'm...Benedict...the Blaziken...and I like it when...when..."

Mr. G was up to their side, giving them encouraging pats when their parroting began to grow a bit much on the ears, and only after a bit did the avian's panic calm down. "There you go."

"Th-thanks...I like it when people stick berries ...in my ass ...and eat them out from th-there..."

"Excellent work, Benedict. Please, regain your seat so your heart can feel as light as your feathers." Mr. G reclaimed his own seat just in time to miss the Blaziken nearly puke upon planting down in the plastic chair that was so small his knees were sticking up to his chest. "Now then, would the rest of the class like to partake in confessing their darkest desire so that they should not feel ostracized by those that have already done so?"

And so, the rest of the session went as followed.

"My name is Grant, the Golem...and I like it when my sex partners beg for me to stone them. Not to death though."

"I'm Louie the ...the Luxray...and I like tons of sand in my ass."

"Perry... Politoed...And...I-i-i...like to...dance naked in front of crowds...."

"I'm a Snorlax ...named Shawn...and I like it when little critters....you know...crawl where the sun don't shine."

"Sigh...I'm Ollio...the Samurott...and I like fucking people in their sleep. Gets worse when it's a lady."

The confessions lasted for a good twenty minutes, most of the folks that broke the ice either trying to hide their face from view or trying their best to act like they weren't internally ashamed of themselves for telling someone other than themselves what they liked the most when they were horny. No one was as grim as Grimm's-pun intended-for he enjoyed being sucked into someone's balls and molded into their cum before he was shot back out from the unbearable pressure. Makes sense for a Muk to want something like that. But in the end, all but one answered and before he could be questioned, the bell rang at the far wall and the Medicham stood up first.

"Alright class, I hope to see you all next week. Once we all feel more brave about sharing each other's desires among ourselves and only ourselves, we will begin conducting ways to try and healthily cope with them so they don't become debilitating needs when brought up in mind." Everyone that confessed departed from the classroom, except for the silent figure who sat near the back after having arrived late to the rounds of exposure. Mr. G waited until the door shut on its own accord before silently stepping towards his taciturn student and spoke again. "Perhaps now you would like to tell me what held you away from joining your classmates in having the heart to let go of their deepest sexual secret?"

The figure's legs scuttled about, as if giving away the anxiety that their owner wouldn't vocalize just yet. Mr. G didn't look like he was disappointed in this late student for not being so receptive to the idea of letting it off of their chest, instead opting to grab a nearby chair and sit down in front of them.

"Tell you what, if you tell me right now, I will simply make a note of it and you will not be required to utter it in front of others if you don't want to. Sound fair?"

Mr. G was honestly expecting this guy to be mute, but once he got a "Mhm" in response, he went on with trying to open the student up for suggestion.

"Excellent. Would you care to inform me what held you back from telling your peers of your desire, sir? And don't be afraid to tell me your name, I would rather not want to refer to you by your species' name-it's quite rude and unprofessional of me."

It took a fair while for the guy to answer, but when he did he cleared his throat so there was nothing making his voice gravelly. "It's Zeus...and ...it's a long story..."

"Do tell. I have plenty of time for it."

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Zeus' day had started off with problems; he woke up with a crick in his neck, his private den had flooded over from the rainstorm last night and his favorite berry bush had been ransacked by the nocturnals when he went out to try and alleviate his pain with some Oran juice. Living alone meant that you didn't have support when you went out to do things or hunted for food, so one can bet Zeus was doing all he could to at least recover from two of his situations.

He had searched far through the forest where he stomped through, but the best he could find was a half-eaten Pecha berry that did nothing to quell his empty stomach nor his sore neck. He felt like heading home and dealing with his wet floors would probably be more fruitful than scavenging, when he heard a tree fall behind him and turned around just in time to avoid smacking a Torterra in the face with his clunky arms.

"Oh. Hi Tremor. Looking around for food too?"

"Tremor eat light for food." Oh right, Grass types just need sunlight for that full feeling when it's spring time.

"Well, if it ain't too much trouble, could you help me find some? I don't think I can go another hour without any food."

The Torterra nodded and Zeus smiled in return. They weren't good friends but they've seen each other enough in this forest to know each other by name. Tremor lived near the mountains but he always came around the greener parts of the woodlands to absorb sunlight in a richer environment; Zeus stayed in a den near the river so that should he need to cool off there was a stream to slip in and out of without a fight.

The pair went searching, Zeus searching from the left while Tremors check the centerfield and the right. The lunch rush must have been busy while the tundra crustacean had been asleep, because the two of them only came across one bush that wasn't completely robbed of berries. Zeus thanked Tremor a million for helping out, and even offered to share some of the keep, but Tremor shook his head and let the Crab' fill up so he could go about his day in peace.

This is where things stop being normal.

Zeus offered to walk with Tremor to his habitat so that they could start learning about where each other resided as a means to build up their relationship as friends and the Crab' ended up tripping over a root. An embarrassing stumble yes, but what made it so much of a fluster fest was that he had been in front of Tremor, so he was in essence in a presenting position before the nature tortoise.

And unfortunately for Zeus, Tremor was not considerate of much emotion beyond basic instincts.

Before the crustacean could recover from his blunder, he felt a heavy weight on top of him prevent any kind of balance onto his feet, noticing the brown underbelly slowly block the sun from making him sweaty and seeing those familiar feet settle nearby. "Uh, Tremor? Whatcha doing?"

"Tremor keep Zeus safe." This was a funny way of keeping someone safe, because it sure as hell didn't feel like Zeus was in danger. And then he felt thick vines erupt from the ground and pin his arms down with little wiggle room allowed. Frightened, Zeus' struggles were renewed as his friend trapped him in place for something.

And that something involved another hot something that poked his undercarriage.

Zeus' suspicions of what was happening began to become true against his wishes, for that prodding object began to search for his hole, and his waning energy could do naught to hinder its locating before it found its mark and sank into his back door.

Tremor grunted, but otherwise made no reaction vocal from his maw as he took advantage of Zeus without so much as remorse in his pace, his forelegs acting as anchors so he could go in deep to fit his unholy cock inside of the poor crustacean. Reptiles of Tremor's build had huge endowments hiding away in their crotch plates, and being stuck in this position to take one was cruel torture for the inexperienced Crab'. He tried to paw at the ground before him, to see if he could gather enough of a fight in him to try and get out of this misunderstood scene but escaping Tremor was like trying to lift a Steelix while it was coiled up, and soon he could feel the land tortoise get really into this.

Precum as gritty as sand began to fill his spasming rectum, making Zeus' sputter out weak pleas for this to be over but went unheard by the thrusting Torterra above him. The vines seemed to want to leave him powerless, for they didn't let go even when the Crab' couldn't even muster up the vigor to make an Ice Hammer and left him weak to the powerful reaming that was turning his guts into mush. Zeus couldn't believe that his friend would simply take him just because he happened to land in the position for receiving, and furthermore that Tremor was doing little to make it easier for him. Did he think that anything that bent over for him was trying to test their mettle with his cock?

Because that's a recipe for creating a forest filled with screams of agony, that's for sure.

Zeus was a silent victim, however, unable to even call for help from any nearby mountain dwellers as Tremor snorted on his head and began to seed him. Cum as thick as sap and grittier than rice stuffed his hole with little issue thanks to the stretching he barely endured, and when the excess began to ooze out Tremor thrust one good time to make it all splash out of the way so he could finish shooting the rest into Zeus' stomach. If he didn't feel full off berries earlier, he'll definitely be full now with a belly full of cum and fruit chunks.

Zeus wasn't even sure he was conscious when he felt Tremor back away from him and in turn pull out, leaving his hole gushing out the rest of the excess that that "fifth leg" had been keeping him plugged up with its girth, feeling it seep into his fur and pool onto the dry ground behind him.

"There. Zeus safe from others in breed season. No one claim you."

"Y-y-y......y-y-you..." That was ...to protect him from being raped? No warning, no time to try being gentle and next to no regard as to the capacity he could handle the big load that Tremor dumped into his ass like he were a Lopunny who wanted to test her luck with other species? That's protection?

The betrayal that crept through his being was made worse when Tremor began to walk off, the vines that had held Zeus down having long since dug back under the earth and allowing him to get up. But they had sapped enough of his energy to leave him rooted there, so he watched in anger and sorrow as his "friend" walked away from the ass he just destroyed without a care in the world before passing out.

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"I see. It must have been quite the troubling thing to understand back then, and the explanation must have been a hair-brained excuse so you didn't seek revenge with your type advantage."

Mr. G had been listening with rapt attention, scribbling down notes with a speed that should have broken the pencil he had in his hand. Zeus had shed tears by now, face matted down with dark gray streaks going down to his chin.

"That wasn't the worst part..."

That got the Medicham to look up in curiosity. "That wasn't? I was sure having your friend use you in that manner was more than enough to leave you traumatized."

"It did ...but...."

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Zeus came to in the middle of the night, feeling a bit of his body enough to warrant attempting to get up. But the second he tried to bring himself upright, the weight of his half-swollen gut and the reignited pain in his rectum made him shout and fall back to the ground. His resentment was kindled again, remember who did this and hoping Arceus scorned him for his sake until he recovered to do it himself.

Unable to move without much pain, Zeus took in his surroundings. Besides the full moon in the sky, it was dark everywhere he looked. The lights of Shiinotic were thankfully in the distance so he didn't have to worry about another encounter with something that could suck him dry of effort-granted, he couldn't have his power drained by their little "zombifying" trick but it still acted as a vitality eater. When enough time had passed, the Crab' tried to get up again, feeling the aches of still-recovering muscles crying to make him stop but he was determined to at least stop looking like a fresh piece.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a loss of energy that made him fall back down again, it was someone's foot.

"Leaving so soon? I just got here and you looked so inviting to just leave me hanging...~" That purring voice, the sudden catch of heat into the area and the unmistakable smell of pheromones in the air...Oh Arceus...not a Salazzle...

"Pl-please don't ...My....some guy I thought I knew...took advantage of me an-"

"Oh they did alright. They made your back door into such a delightful target. It even glistens in the moonlight, like a beacon for someone of my caliber...~" The reptilian seductress purred and let her hand brush up Zeus' back, leaving him to shudder as the humidity began to pick up the closer to him she got. But with her needing to kneel to actually reach the back of his neck, Zeus caught onto something about her.

She wasn't sporting a slightly agape vagina that had been used by her harem prior to her coming across Zeus; she had a thick erection that throbbed with a power that the Crab' could sense even from where he was left to soothe his aching body by not moving. Her balls were internal so thankfully he didn't have to think this was some human under the effects of a Transformation gone wrong. That'd be about as bad as the situation he had been in before this.

"What ...are you...?" His voice was hoarse despite him barely able to scream when Tremor took his dignity with him towards the mountains.

"Oh, just someone in the middle of the spectrum, dear. I'm still a lady, just not where it counts entirely. You can call it the best of both worlds if you care enough for the details about it." She giggled under her breath and her stroking deviated from being a tender touch to a predatory search as her hand moved around his wrecked bottom like a Sharpedo circling its prey. Zeus tensed up but all that accomplished was a wet *squelch* that was followed by a hot oozing sensation to leave his ruined hole. "No need to be so eager, I'll tend to your needs...~"

"I'm not...b-being needy...I want you to leave...." He was not in the mood for anything after what Tremor did, but she turned a deaf ear to any objections to her advances, it seemed.

"Then what's this, sweetie~?" There was a drawn-out pause that could have done with a little quicker explanation for what she was on about, but it was soon made obvious as Zeus felt her grab his cock. He was erect and she metaphorically had him by the balls now too.

"No-nothing! Probably just...your scent!" Yeah, that's probably it. Salazzle always had that aroma that made men want to go wild on the closest set of holes they could get their paws/claws/appendages on and that tended to be the source of the reason they were in a sudden Rut.

"Oh dear....you do your homework but you still failed....I haven't even tried to make you smell it-that's my dick you smell...~" ...Fuck.

"Doesn't m-matter what it is! Just leave me alone and let me live in my shame!"

"On the contrary dear, if I leave you here something much worse will come around and do more damage to you than whoever leave you looking so pleasantly stretched open...~" Zeus wanted to argue about that to her, but she was right. It wasn't day time anymore and he was usually asleep by then, and he's heard tales of what nocturnal Pokemon do to those who weren't built to be active in the night. And with him in this state, he'd probably be the next day's gossip for all of a good few hours before everyone went about their day. "Now let me do my thing and I'll be out of your hair quicker...~"

"Why can't you just...leave me be now...?"

The Salazzle seemed to be done with questions because her answer never came, not even after she angled her cock towards his abused tunnel and sank right in with no resistance. Her face contorted into one of bliss while Zeus was left to feel the irritated tears that Tremor left behind with his relentless thrusting. At least this lizard was smaller for him and he didn't have to yell as much in pain to make her stop, but his voice would probably achieve the same amount of nothing as it did with Tremor-only this time making noise would probably make this even worse.

He shut his trap as he remembered that it was night time and predators were probably nearby, feeling years on his life span fade with every pleased shout that the unknown Salazzle shamelessly seemed not to care about releasing. Her cock pushed through the gooey mess of Tremor's orgasm with ease, just barely able to reach the confines of Zeus' bloated stomach before pulling out a good portion to reinsert. Her dick was coated in that drying seed and watching it leave a shine on her endowment left her ecstatic enough to thrust faster.

Her giggling was what made this feel like a cruel and unusual punishment, a little short bout of it occurring whenever she hilted into his ass and made some cum flush out and pour down his underside. He was getting weirded out by it too, wishing she could just stop and focus on getting her rocks off so she could stop making this day the worst that Zeus has had to deal with. He hoped that the berry bushes were packed with nothing but Sitrus in the morning because he was gonna need a ton just to undo everything the land tortoise did to his poor ass.

The Salazzle wasn't so equipped to tear him open again, so all he had to worry about was her load and when it came. Along the way, her precum made itself known inside of him and it felt like a small stream of Scald had shot into his belly. It smarted real good, making his rectum quake and in turn milk her for more. And it wasn't just her cock pushing out fluids, her slit gushing out some arousal that matted the fur above his pucker and his lower back from the force. The ambiguity of the Crab's ass made this ride all the more agonizing with every slow crawl of a minute passing between them.

By the time he thought she was gonna blow, she had left his entire undercarriage a swamp of mixed fluids. His anus was thankfully soothed by the heat of her pre, but what good was that when her cum would most likely scorch his innards? Her pumping had grown out of rhythm, dead set on just achieving a climax instead of attempting to make this enjoyable for the both of them. Not like Zeus was enjoying himself-his cock was a dirty traitor in the middle of all of this.

"AHHHHH~!" Her screaming felt like a siren's call in Zeus' ears, making him pray to Arceus that it'd go unanswered as her cream began to fill him up where she had flushed out the tortoise' load. Juices splashed against his underside, leaving his extremities damp like he went sunbathing upside-down and washed off the sun-kissed fur. Her dual orgasms lasted a good minute, which was more than enough time to leave his undercarriage smell like he was in estrus.

He was grateful that she pulled out while flaccid, glad that she let it rip all at once instead of using him all over again to get as much pleasure as she could. "Oh my ...might have went a bit too far...~"

"You...d-don't say...?" Zeus felt like he was indeed shot up the ass with a strong stream of Scald, hole writhing in agony as he had to stay still to rest yet again.

"Oh hush, I'm sure you'll come to like what happens next...~"

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"I assume you did not like what she was prophesying to you?" The Crab' shook his head, face burning with a blush that covered up every inch of it. "I see. What she was sounded like a reptilian hermaphrodite as opposed to what guys would call a 'dickgirl'. She had all organs, but being a lizard means her testicles were internal and her penis hid in a pocket space within her vagina. For clarification."

"Doesn't matter what she was...she still made me go through the worst night of my life..."

"Do continue relaying to me the events. I still have paper left to scribe it all."

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The burning cum came to a simmer within Zeus' ass, starting to pour out of him since there was no room in his stomach nor ass to fit every drop. Now he had to streams of it coming out of his hole-one gritty and one tinted with a hint of violet.

He knew trying to get up again after the Salazzle left was a bad idea, so he just tried his best to fall asleep again. Maybe he can get through this accursed cycle of days if he slept through it until dawn. It was made easier thanks to the searing hot load that had been reduced to a lukewarm filling within him, and the cumbersome allure of slumber began to steal him from the realm of the awake.

...For the good of ten seconds before he heard a twig snap behind him.

His current position didn't allow him to see who it was, so he had to wait for them to come up close and let him look far enough to catch an identifiable detail. He heard giggling again and his heart froze as he assumed the Salazzle came back to actually get some sloppy seconds with his vulnerable hole. But it wasn't as deep or sickeningly sweet as hers as it went ahead for a few more moments before stopping.

The Crab's spine got chills as he realized this was something else ogling his presented underside.

The realm of the unknown was what left him trembling, for who knows what nocturnal predator had decided that he'd be their next victim to go unheard of again. He hoped it wasn't a Houndoom beta, for they had a pride almost as big as their ego and they'd surely try to practice usurping their alpha with his exposed form. He could hear the figure step closer to him and his small legs began to quiver in anticipation and fear. What could it be, and how dangerous were they to him? The suspense was making his heart race and he thought it'd burst when he felt a soft hand grab his lower end...

Soft...

The figure giggled again and Zeus was able to catch the white-tipped green hand of what was unmistakably a Politoed, but there was something...off about them. They had a weird look in their eyes-half lidded as they were-and their giggling was almost paranormal in decibel. Zeus hoped this wasn't an apparition out to claim him because he could barely remember that this amphibian was active at night as opposed to being only diuturnal.

One more giggle and he felt the frog's other hand take a hold of the other side of his lower half, acting as a grip for them to look at the Crab's drooling pucker as it lay ruined beyond belief. Zeus thought he was gonna get raped again and shut his eyes in an effort to brace himself against the ground below.

...But no unwarned thrust befell his tenderized ass. He opened his eyes back and saw that the frog was in front of him now, staring down at him with that same goofy expression he could barely make out when they were behind him. The frog giggled again and clapped their hands, Zeus confused by the sudden need for applause until it burst out into a rhythm that sent pink waves of energy towards him. Right away, the fatigue from having his vitality sucked out of him like he were Zubat food, the internal pain from being abused by two dicks that didn't listen for his rejection and claimed his ass and the scars that Tremor himself left behind from being the first to pop Zeus' cherry were all lifted and the Crab' felt like a heavy weight left him as he was allowed to get back on his feet without feeling a crippling ache make him lay back down.

He was astounded...staring at his arms and waving them around in hopes that this wasn't a dream and felt elation rush through his somewhat tired body as he felt every muscle, every bone and every sinew work to match the circular motion that he was doing to test his main limbs. His gaze fell back to the giggling Politoed, whose head had cocked to the side but retained the look of a drunk Pokemon as they made eye contact. Their clapping had stopped and they were motionless save for their mouth.

"I dunno...who you are ...but thanks...You saved me..." Zeus thought of hugging the little guy for his assistance in getting him out of his funk but settled for holding his flat palm out for a handshake. The frog didn't catch on until after staring Zeus uncomfortably in the eye for a full minute, shaking his arm with both hands before just rubbing his limb with an odd curiosity.

The Politoed had yet to say a word beyond their giggling, so Zeus hoped not to break their mood by objecting their actions. After all, they just happened upon his body and got him ready to go home without him even asking. Maybe they could be friends, because he sure as hell wasn't gonna be visiting Tremor anymore after what he di-

The amphibian suddenly yawned, a pink cloud of smoke rushing over to Zeus' face and dispersing on contact. Right away he felt that fatigue that had left him come back with a vengeance and his legs gave away beneath him so he fell back as sleep suddenly felt so appealing to him. Too sleepy to be skeptical, Zeus was only able to struggle bringing his head off the ground just in time to see the giggling frog get an erection.

The Crab trembled in exhausted fear as his savior swiftly became yet another predator out for his body, only their endowment was ...scary. It was tapered for one, but the thickness that it held...made it look like it belonged on a dragon rather than just a wee little frog. Zeus had a lingering thought that this frog was a lot more than a wandering medic with a big dick, and it was made true when that same cock found his still-drooling ass and stretched it open again.

The frog's healing had made him virgin-tight once more.

Zeus' tired screaming felt half-hearted and lazy in his current state, barely able to vocalize to anyone nearby that he needed help rather than him feigning danger in some form of sick roleplay as the frog began to pump his dick into the downed crustacean's torn ass. Those prior loads barely helped lubricate the new intruder and Zeus honestly felt like he was being ripped in two from how far his hole stretched. Maybe even wider than Tremor did to him...

Oddly enough, the amphibian's thrusts lasted a good minute or so before he began to cum, Zeus' forced fatigue starting to catch up with him and his vision started blacking out before he actually felt the load. But he was still able to feel what haunts him to this day; every throb that the frog's cock reverberated through his freshly decimated ass was followed by some oval object pushing out from the Politoed's shaft and into Zeus. It repeated itself a good few times, his body refusing to let him forget the sensation of more than just one intruder entering him without his permission, before the crustacean finally lost consciousness and slumped over out cold.

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"I see...That is quite the turnaround to what could have been a light in the right direction. They saved you just to join in on ruining your day."

Zeus nodded, feeling the tears renew as he remembered that goofy face that seemingly wanted to help only to just be there to use his body.

"But that's not all they did to you, was it?" Zeus shook his head, prompting Mr. G to adjust his glasses so he could make sure his notes were still on topic. "Care to relay what happened after all of that was left to time?"

"I'll ...try...."

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Zeus woke up with a start, just in time to feel his pucker go through a series of contractions he thought a guy should never go through. The searing pain felt like his body was squeezing itself from the inside out and it left him writhing on the moist grounds of...

Wait...where was he?

Gone were the scarce trees of the clearing where Tremor and that Salazzle wrecked his ass without a care and where that creepy Politoed that had taken his dignity right all over again, instead he was resting just at the edge of a calm river that his underside was facing. And just before he could ask himself how, his ass began to quake in agony and he bit back a scream.

He felt something move out of him, slowly pushing its way towards his winking hole and nearly crushing it trying to make it stop. Unfortunately, he made it pause in its seemingly easy slide down towards his pucker right on his sweet spot and his morning wood began to throb with a pressure that he knew was an orgasm just right around the corner. Curse him and his hair-trigger stamina.

The oval object wouldn't be denied forever, and with Zeus' moist hole still slick from the last intruder's fluids it slowly made its way out past his clenched ring of muscle and popped out of him with a wet *shlup*. He dared get up to see what it was and felt sick to his stomach as he saw that he just laid an egg.

So what's what the frog had put in him with that unholy monster he called a dick. But...Zeus had felt a lot of them being put inside of him before he blacked out last night...and if that was just the beginning...

The contractions restarted, throwing him in a loop as he was forced to lay back down to get comfy. It seemed the first egg was just to pave the way for the rest, because there was a long line of eggs rushing down towards his drooling pucker in an attempt to escape the confines of his anus. He still tried his best to resist the onslaught, but all he achieved was making the smooth surfaces of their presence press down on his prostate and make his cock jump to shoot a string of pre that rained down on his face. He was both thankful and sorrowful that another egg made its way out of him against his will and he could feel the next start to follow.

Things got bad once the fourth had made its way past his rosebud and started up the most unrewarding orgasm he's ever had. All the built up pressure from being taken advantage of by three people and having eggs stimulate those nerves had him exploding all over his front, spunk feeling like thick, cold water hitting him on his lips, cheeks, chest, nose, you name it. And it was drawn out for a while, for every egg that followed the one that started his climax pumped out another load to follow and his brain was steadily shattering from the sheer euphoria that he was forced to deal with.

By the time a dozen had left his ass a reddened wall of yawning flesh, his internal loins felt like they had been milked dry by a curious Bellsprout. His dick was in agony, sore from cumming so much at once without pause and left a flaccid mess that slowly crawled back into his slit due to the remaining eggs brushing against his sweet spot still. The contractions were hardly more than just squeezes now, and his consecutive orgasms had made him relax and allow passage for the oval presences to leave his body two at a time.

Zeus was ruined once he didn't feel anymore, panting as he rent his voice gravelly and torn from his yelling. Twenty eight blue eggs resided near his legs, all carrying a spiral swirl that could only be the design of a Poliwag. He barely had the strength to get his underside parallel to the ground but thankfully doing so didn't leave his hole screeching at him to stop moving and relax. Forced to stand upright on his arms, Zeus panted and gazed at the eggs he just pushed out of his ass like he were a mother.

They were all covered in a sticky bluish fluid that he was unfamiliar with and seemed to all stare at him as he did them. Just the fact that he had so many and woke up just in time to lay them all...

Zeus' cock found itself waking up now that his ass was devoid of eggs, his situation making him unable to stop his erection from throbbing in a rhythm that lasted a good half-minute before he suddenly shot almost clear strings of cum over the eggs he laid. The mere thought of them had his loins on fire trying to pump out some spunk to match the intensity and when it was over he felt tired all over again. He still had energy to move his arms, so he focused with all of his might away from the eggs and towards the in-land, ass puffy from pushing out little ones.

What he missed was the Politoed's form materializing from the water's surface, having watched the entire ordeal with a rapt attention seen in avians ready to dive bomb prey. That same goofy face from last night was practically etched into his face but that was nothing compared to the atmosphere it alone created as he reached out and collected each of the eggs with Psychic if his glowing pink eyes were a sign that he was using telekinesis...

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Mr. G wiped his brow as he scribbled enough words just in time for his pencil to break at the point and require him to sharpen it. Reluctantly departing from his student, he moved to a nearby sharpener and twisted the dial that'd do the trick for him. He worked slowly, making sure he didn't go too fast to cause irritation nor too lethargically to make the noise it created agitating. Once he was satisfied with the pointed tip of freshly tended-to lead, he returned to his seat and re equipped his hands with his clipboard.

"So with all of that, what can you confess to me and me alone what your darkest desire is? It seems that being taken advantage of wasn't the starter to any form of arousal while you told your story."

"...i like being knocked up with eggs..." That was...uneventful. Hmm, honestly Mr. G had been expecting a quick, fleeting outburst that was followed by a scampering body rushing out of his door. But none of that came, just a flustered Crabominable staring at his arms in hopes that his red face would go ignored.

"So you're a rather big fan of oviposition. I assume this creates a rather unhealthy desire for Pokemon that reproduce by laying eggs into their mating partners?" Mr. G knew the answer to that before Zeus nodded his head, catching a sign of red on the underside of the crustacean's body.

"I might have...hung by that river a week later to see if I could get any more takers ...Almost came up dry until a Kingdra caught me about to leave..."

"And how many did you lay then?"

"It was just a little over a dozen...but they were bigger eggs ...so they did a lot more damage...and..."

"They gave you more pleasure." Zeus nodded to confirm the presumption and the Medicham cleared his throat. "Well, I would like to thank you for sharing that...very vivacious story with me. As promised, none of your classmates will know of your desire and we will all move on from the introductory phase in next week's lesson. Sound good?"

"Yes, sir..."

"No need for formalities. We're Pokemon, we're all as equal as Arceus said we were when humans were eradicated and we took their places. Just call me G for now, Zeus. Okay?"

"...Okay..."

"Now go on. I do hope you can withhold from incapacitating yourself before your class next week; I wouldn't want what we shared today be for naught-I'm trying to help you moderate that lust after all." The Crab' nodded a half-hearted affirmative and stomped his way out the door once Mr. G opened it for him. Once it clicked shut, the psychic went to his desk and wiped both brow and lens with a cleaning rag.

"Aye aye aye...such a cavalcade of horn dogs...I do hope I don't have too much trouble with Grimm...the way he termed it...he sounded like he was gonna give a demonstrations rather than an explanation...."