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"AGH, PISS AFF YE PLAMFS!"

"Whysit not WORKING?!"

"Hit 'im again!"

"AH SAID PISS AFF!"

A flash of green leapt into the forest, spiriting away through the trees as his verdant coathairs helped to mask him in the long grass. Two humans chased after hurling small orbs that bonked off his head, clacking on the ground behind him as bruises covered his back, the flourish of a tartan kilt briefly snagging on a low branch as he dove into a burn and slipped between the roots. Trudging feet came close above his head as stomping shoes unsettled the earth against his hairs.

"Aw man where'd it go?!"

"Man these balls are garbage, none of them worked!"

"You kept the receipt right?!"

"Yeah man, my dad says always keeps the receipts."

"What you think that pokemon even was?!"

"Looked like a Rapidash fucked a machoke and fell into a Trubbish pit."

"PFFFthahahaha!"

The scowl across said "Rapidash's" face was palpable as he swallowed with bared teeth until the youths left the forest. Pulling himself up with a careful look he periscoped round the top of the trench before climbing onto the bank and sitting at the root of the tree that kept him safe.

"Thanks pal," he petted its trunk, "ahll remember yous when ah get hame. Ugh, wee gobshites everywhere keep throwin' baws at me thinkin' ahm sum kinda pokey-mins. Fucksat even?!"

He took some time to relax and steady his nerves, gasping from the bruises that covered his back as the sounds of birds came ringing throughout the canopy. It was a warm summer breeze as he slightly unfastened his ghillie shirt and clacked his hooved feet when crossing his legs. He wanted to take a rest, but the prospect of getting pelted again made him uneasy as he kept watch for a few minutes before deciding to move deeper into the forest. A clear blue sky with the swaying trees above his head giving a soft rustling that soothed him, the smell of fresh grass and tender bark gave an earthy calming scent. Traipsing deeper into the woods, he heard something whistle past him as he tightened his fists but kept walking regardless. Something rushed past as he steadied his legs, feeling the wind change slightly, a leaf suddenly severing in half just past his eye.

He turned on his fifth step, swinging a hard roundhouse kick to behind him as a blurring emerald swept underneath in a baseball slide. The shadow of green leapt up with a slicing uppercut of a huge scythe that the equine dodged feeling one of the hairs of his mane chop off sleekly. He spun on one hoof and bared his fists seeing a new creature stand before him. 5 feet tall, resembling a large praying mantis with a reptilian head, a female with an ample bosom beneath a chitinous shell of viridian hue, her thighs of a sumptuous width and egg-bearing hips beneath her equally-gifted abdomen. Her lithe strapping arms ended in fists where blades curved along the outside and a sharpened point came just past her wrist that she raised one towards the unicorn.

"You should not have come here," said the beast.

"Hey-ey hauld oan," he put his hands up, "ahm nae wantin' any grief, ahm jus' gettin' away from them neds that keep throwin' baws at me."

"I don't care, this is my territory and you're not welcome here."

"Ahm jus' passin' through, nae need fer that lass-WOAH!"

She rushed him with a sudden strike, wings unfurling from her back as clear crystal leaf-shapes before her blades slashed in a cross-scissor strike just in front of his face, driving both elbows forwards past the equine's head when he grabbed her leg and frantically wrestled her to the ground. The mantis slammed both her strong thick feet into his gut and threw him off before chasing after him, blade up high to just miss his back and leave a streaking gash down his ghillie shirt as he gave a turning kick into her chest. Staggering with a flinch from the hoof to her thorax, she hopped back quick with a sudden speed and spun her body into a brief whirlwind that surged upwards into the trees. A storm of leaves covered her form to almost become a phantom of the woods before a gust of wind burst through the centre of the maelstrom and tore towards the intruder. The vacuum blast punched him double-fisted in the gut as he went rolling backwards, groaning as he hit against a tree before stumbling back up just in time to meet the beast's razor slash.

"NO YOU DINNAE!"

"WH-WHAT?!"

Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her arm keeping the fingertips away from the blade edge. She grinded her feet into the dirt as a battle of strength ensued, snarling into his face as he pushed back harder with bulging arms of rippling veins before she started to lose traction, her blade creaking back against herself before he threw her arm to one side and knocked her down into the grass. Leaping onto her body he gave a people's elbow to her stomach, knocking her with a stun before grabbing at her leg whilst pincering his thighs around her neck firmly, giving the mantis a look at what laid beneath his kilt as she blushed for a second before rolling fast with a hard smack of her other knee across his face. She managed to pin him at last with blade to his throat and and a second tip directly between his eyes.

"Hhhh...h-hhhh...not good...enough," she gasped.

"S'whut you get, fer attackin' me first lass," he retorted.

Keeping one scythe against his neck, she slipped her other hand back along his body to feel for his belt and check for any particular items. Nothing could be found, not even when she dug underneath the kilt and felt her fingers stray dangerously close to something warm and leatherly that thickened at her presence, much to the growing grin of the unicorn.

"Ye only haftae ask, lass."

"I am NOT your lass," she snarled pushing the blade closer, "are you a trainer?"

"Naw, whit, you think ahm one o' them neds, ah just telt ya they were givin' me lumps see?!" He motioned the back of his neck showing the bruises. "Chasin' me doon an' kept callin' me a pokey-min."

"Is that so?" She leered at him moving her hand away. "You don't look human, I admit."

"Never seen a unicorn afore have ye?"

"No, what region are you from? Alola?"

"Johto, least before ah came here."

"Hmmm...alright." The scyther relaxed her blade to put a finger across his throat, "but my patience is fragile...understood?"

"Righ'." She leapt off with a flutter of her wings as he sat up with relief, "so, ahm Thistle Thorn, nice tae meetcha."

"We're not friends," the mantis leapt onto a branch above, "I'll only let you pass because you suffer indignity from those humans."

"Ohh they try to catch ye too?"

"The word 'try' being the operative."

"Whit ya do with them eh?" he shrugged rubbing his neck at the bump. "Ah wouldnae mind beatin' their faces in with a few baws back at them."

"I've fought off every trainer and their slaves," she crossed her arms carefully, "I will do so again and again until they learn."

"Doesnae soond like they will...whut if we could beat 'em at their ain game?"

"What?"

"Well...strictly speakin', ahm nae a pokemon, soooo ah could take it up tae them if ah had mah ain team..." he looked with a toothy grin towards her with a gentle coax of his hands, "maybe a team that we could work with equally, lahk mair a wee gang of sorts?"

"Are you...suggesting some sort of alliance?" she tented her fingers.

"Aye, an' none o' them shite wi' the baws either, we all oot in the open, frontin'." He stood up with a beat to his chest. "Like a real gang an' braw."

"Hmph...talking is one thing." She jumped to the grass with a silent thud. "Fighting is another. You fight well certainly enough to withstand me, but will you have that same strength defending your team?"

"Ah do." He bent down with a hand to his chest in allegiance. "Ah ken we just met, but ah dinnae abandon allies. You can coont on that."

"Again, talking is one thing. You are serious about this plan, this gang of sorts?"

"Aye, if we wanna gets a leg up on the humans, we need tae make one, if they think ahm wit' you they'll nae try anythin' oan catchin' ye."

"That is true...they at least respect the rule in not taking others' slaves. Alright." She clapped her hands together. "Let us do this. We form an alliance, you act as the front leader. We build a team of strong dependable pokemon with as much variety as possible."

"Soonds braw tae me," said Thorn smiling as he stood up.

"But there is a caveat." She pointed to him. "We must form a bond of trust. One that will ensure our success together, and the best way to form one quickly...is through intimacy."

"Eh?" He rubbed his head.

"In the natural world we form alliances through two ways. Fighting together, or breeding." She turned herself round to expose a flowering tip at the end of her large abdominal tail. "I believe the latter is safer for establishing."

"Hhheheheh, ohhhhh ah see, yer all curious after you caught a peek doon mah kilt?"

"N-nooo!" she snarled stomping her foot. "This is just a-a physical exercise!"

"Yer blushin' red already lass."

"S-stop calling me that, my name is Demeter!"

"Alrigh' alrigh'!" He put his hands up with a smile. "Didnae mean any, if yer wantin' sum fun you only haftae ask."

"This is not fun, this is forming an alliance now are you going to breed me or not?!"

"Oh, ahll breed ye alrigh'." He felt his loins stirring as his kilt lifted when he approached. "Hope yer no' in season."

"You are not a pokemon, there is no chance of that."

Demeter stepped over to a tree where she braced herself, the end of her tail budding open further to show a thick drooling cloaca where two holes exposed themselves before him, three retractors opening fully to show the pink fleshy interior. It was only then she realised how much taller Thistle was by a foot as she gazed upon his growing shaft slipping from beneath the kilt, stretching upwards to meet her insectoid pussy.

Questions were not needed as he could easily tell which hole was which, slipping towards the fleshier softer cavity that dripped with its own lubrication. The head of Thistle's 14-inch shaft kissed at her entrance, feeling it pucker up against his glans before pushing in to feel the stretching of her muscle like an elastic band, much to her gasping shiver as her abdomen twitched and quibbled in front of Thorn's body.

"M-mmmmph!"

"Nnnnngh...f-fuck yer tight!"

"Is that, a problem?!"

"Oh no...nnngh! Just hope you, dinnae mind endin' up loose after ahm done with ye."

"So long as you keep your hands to yourself-A-AAH!"

The first four inches shoved their way in as the bug pussy widened with a rippling tension that Thistle felt up his dick, encouraging him to push deeper in as he carefully gripped her large shapely abdomen. Demeter kept her eye on him with her hands against the tree, tightening her legs as he sunk deeper inside her moist tunnel that quivered around his meat, like sinking into a hot toothles maw for how snugly it sucked and clenched with undulating muscles along the underside of his dick.

Demeter kept her breathing steady, gently lifting her rear to give Thorn better access to thrust further and deeper as he reached past his median ring, sinking the second half of his cock ever further with the insect gasping from the fullness. Once he finally reached the hilt, her cuntwalls rippled feeling his balls gently swing underneath her abdomen as Thistle grinded his hips against her holes.

"Nnnnghhh! Well, ya took all o' me so that's good!"

"Did you expect anything less?" she panted.

"No no...just means noo ah dinnae haftae hauld back."

"Don't insult me," the scyther sneered, "if you're not willing to give me your all then we are done."

"Heheheh," he slapped her rump gently, "wuz thinkin' the same thing, Demeter."

"AAHHH!"

Feeling him pull back halfway she gasped when he pumped straight back in with a full buck, making her body push up against the tree as her pussy walls clenched with undulating ripples. Demeter forced herself against him whenever he thrust to have her abdomen's tip smack against his cockbase, feeling Thorn's shaft pull out farther back with each new thrust until he was flossing her cunt with his whole meat. The suckling gurgles could be felt and heard by Thistle as he tightened his fingers, rubbing along her smooth green chitinous rear that flexed visibly with little bends and twitches.

The sound of leathery skin smacking her moist ovipositor rang through the forest as the two of them gasped with rising lust, her cunt dripping faster with a gentle trickle down his balls as his pre started to thicken. Her eyes fluttered as she bit her lip, trying to withhold her breath as she flexed and strengthened her lower muscles to give Thistle a wondrous sensation, suckling every vein and almost pinching at the scrotum from whenever her walls clenched together to make him gasp and clench her rear harder when he pulled her against his body.

"NNNNPH, s-sumbody's hungry!" teased Thistle swatting her abdomen.

"I-i am TRYING to coax you," she snarled, "do you normally t-take this long to satisfy a female?!"

"Ohhhh mah dear it's no' aboot the destination, it's aboot the JOURNEY!"

"A-AAAAAH!"

Suddenly Thistle began to buck harder, bending over with a flaring scent of testosterone that she smelt which her body reacted to. Thickening squirts of lubricating pre smothered across his balls to such viscosity that even he noticed between his thrusts when a drooling trail thickened between his bollocks and her pussy.

She struggled to cover her blushing face when her body became wetter in need, shivering with excitement at the sudden dominance which made her knees weak and lift her ass up higher for Thorn to fuck downwards into. Demeter stuttered and raked her fingers against the bark, her body tightening up inside her bug-cunt to make clenching rhythms back and forth, massaging Thistle's shaft as he bucked harder and harder, snorting with flaring nostrils as her walls shuddered with a sudden tightness.

"H-HAAAAH, AAAAIIIIH!"

"NNNNNRRRAAAAGH!"

The suffocating squeeze of her orgasm milked his cock without warning, forcing him to cum along with her as she flexed her abdomen with a gurgling sound as if swallowing his semen. Every gulping motion of her rear sucked him harder, pulling the base of his cock with plucking sounds as he bent over her almost kissing the top of her rump.

"Hhhhh...hhhhhooooh...havnae had a good pump in a while."

"M-mmmph...aaaaah," Demeter shivered as her abdomen flexed harder, "that...was impressive."

"Heheh, aye ya ken?"

"But I hope that...th-that wasn't all you had."

"Ohhh, we're just gettin' started la-...Demeter."

She smiled back to him, before suddenly remembering herself with a stiff cough in her throat.

"Well, get to it then!"

"You dinnae wanna choose another position?" he offered stroking her chitin.

"Fine."

The scyther extricated herself from his meat, slipping off her insectoid pussy with a heavy long shlorp that oozed thickly off his shaft to leave a hefty porous slime all along his length. Swiftly she flapped her wings upwards to grab the tree branch above her head, swinging her abdomen forwards from between her legs as it drooled with excitement.

"I assume you are more used to females with a front opening yes?"

"Ohhh you already know me well," he said grinning as he grasped her rear, "noo I gets to look at ye when we fuck."

"This isn't a date, Thistle."

"It's nae a one-night stand either."

"HA-AHHH!"

He stuffed his cock back inside her oozing cunt, watching the abdomen straighten itself to adjust for his girth as she winced in pleasure whilst keeping her arms wrapped around the branch, letting him support her once he shifted his grip to her legs when he hilted. Her pussy clenched harder once he started thrusting, forcing him to go harder as he bucked with greater strength upwards into her with balls slapping against her chitin.

The scyther's fingers twisted against the branch, moaning as her large tree-stump feet twitched their stubby-clawed toes in gasping bliss that she struggled to hide with whimpering sounds, tightening her throat as her body lifted with each thrust. Her pussy poured with a thickening splish, smothering Thorn's balls to a glossy sheen as they slapped ever louder and wetter with excitement between them. The panting snorts of the unicorn mixed with the gasping trills of the mantis whilst the tree shook to their frenzy amidst shuddering leaves that fell upon them.

Her walls suckled and grinded as if it were a single serpentine throat, distending around his length and pulling him inside with a swallowing motion that creaked along the underside of his length in a slippery stroking sensation. It only encouraged Thorn to go faster with rabid frenzy, pulling her thighs up over his shoulders to fuck even deeper as he hilted with savage strength, hard enough she started to grit her teeth with each slap of his cock's hilt.

"AAAAH, N-NNNGH, OHHH!"

"G-gettin' tired?!" he goaded with toothy grin.

"H-hardly...hah...I'm doing, more work than you!"

"Well I'll gies you a rest after ah fill ya again."

"I do not...need it, a-aah, just breed me until you're empty Thorn!"

"Hmhmhalright then, if ya dinnae mind me pumpin' ya all night!"

"H-HAH, I-i would like to see you TRY!"

"AAAARGH!"

She dropped herself down to fully impale herself upon his dick, wrapping her arms and legs around him with the pointed tips of her wrists brushing against his mane whilst her abdomen became a cocksleeve. Gasping on his face, Demeter's tongue came dangerously close to his snout as he bucked harder to keep her supported, strengthening his legs with a second wind to heave her up and slam her back down again with a shriek from the scyther.

Her legs twitched with excitement towards her second orgasm, the furious fucking he gave with raw breaths against her cheek making the air turn tense between them. She was close enough to smell her breath but something kept her back, tightening her throat and her pussy to squeeze as best she could and milk him for all he's worth.

"H-harder, f-fuck me harder!"

"N-NNNGH, t-tryin' tae yer no' makin' this easy lass!"

"If you want, m-me to join your team you cannot show weakness!"

"Oh you better believe, ahm nae, f-fuckin', showin' anythin' but THIS!"

"A-AAAAIIIIGH!"

Grabbing her tighter in a bear hug Thistle pulled her ruthlessly down to the base, slamming his entire cock so hard up that his balls fwapped fully against the base of her abdomen. In turn Demeter came with a screech as her cunt quivered with joyous sing and spurted a tremendous river of ooze down his legs. Then she felt the flooding of his seed to be much thicker than before, her abdomen sucking it up inside her but even then some managed to drool out from how voluminous his semen was. Her eyes widened as she gulped quietly, feeling the thick horse jizz smother her walls with a gurgling groan from within.

"H-haaah...aaah, that, was better, now-WHU-AAAH!"

"Hohohhh no ya don't!"

Thorn suddenly pushed her down and laid on top of the mantis, cock still buried into her insectoid pussy as its ovipositor continued to suck with a breeding need at the base of his shaft.

"You wan' me tae no' look weak, well ah hope you dinnae have plans fer the next two hours!"

"You...y-you bastard, GU-AAAH!"

She did not resist when he started fucking again, a smile almost creeping across her face before she snarled in checking herself, her head against the base of the tree as Thistle continued pounding her insectoid vulva. The abdomen shivered and sucked harder in desperate urge as she wrapped her legs around him to pull Thistle deeper into her crevices. Demeter closed her eyes with a shrill sound as her bosom heaved in front of Thorn, gasping harder as he fucked deeper to the point of a dull pain just at the base of her thorax.

The force of his body flattened the grass beneath, snarling to a bestial state as he grabbed at the tree above her head and shifted himself forwards with greater strength, slamming vertically downwards with her abdomen bending closer to her thorax as he drove deep like an oiling drill. Demeter gasped with a reddened face at the sight of her ovipositor flexing and sucking, buried balls deep and drooling both their cum on her belly as she grabbed for her rear and steadied it for Thorn to fuck. In truth she wanted to feel his heat, the thick mammalian shaft that buried to the hilt as she felt her walls suck and ripple through her chitinous form into her fingers. Her head shivered from the unicorn's sweat pouring upon it, coating her thorax to a glistening hue.

"H-hah, aaagh, s-sweet Arceus NNNGH!"

"S-strong enough, for you lass?" he shuddered.

"D-don't, call me, LASS!"

She grabbed him by the throat and pulled him down hard in a tight embrace as he almost crushed her abdomen between them, still fucking furiously with reckless abandon as the heat of his body seethed into her bosom, the plate of her cleavage shifting with her breaths as she pulled Thorn tighter to her body, his snout brushing past her cheek as she came for the third time. Shrieking to the heavens as the leaves fell across Thistle's back, the scyther gushed her juices upon herself that smeared over Thorn's belly, forming a hot sticky web of juices that was soon mixed with his own cry of orgasm as a swelling burst erupted from his cock deep in her body.

Liquid heat burned into her body like hot glue between her abdomen and thorax, thickening up a white spool of cum when he overfilled her to the point of smothering her thighs and midriff with his seed as it dripped down her shell and onto the grass. Thistle didn't stop, nor did she as he kept pounding her against the tree with a blind feral lust as she chittered softly with each new climax that filled her. It was more than she expected, with each new cumming Thorn made inside her it just simply spilled out to run over her body and coat the grass beneath in warm whitened streak.

Birds flittered past, clouds spun on through the sky like thimbled thread occasionally passing the sun, the trees swaying softly in the breeze as the forest continued to gasp and moan with their bestial breeding. They barely said anything after the third cumming, lost in hunger as two hours passed before their bodies even thought of exhaustion, clumps of dirt torn up in their hands and raking scythemarks on the tree as evidence of passion. The sky turned bluer with deeper glint, just about when they were finished as Thistle mounted her like a houndoom, her abdomen almost curved between his belly and her back before he stopped. She didn't lose her posture when he pulled out to a great splurt of seed drooling down his front, her ovipositor gasping with frail twitches and a drooling cunt.

"Hhhh...f-fuck..." Thorn slumped on his rear to gaze at his work, "howzat...dae you lass?"

"M-mmmph...h-hoh...I...I don't think I...ever felt this full in my life."

She rolled herself over onto her side with a hefty splat of her abdomen against the dirt.

"You are impre...guh...e-enduring, I admit."

"Whit did ah tell ye?" he shrugged wide with a grin. "Ah telt ye ah could keep up with ye."

"Indeed n-nnngh," she gently rubbed her thorax where a bloat had formed, "rather thankful you're not a pokemon or else I would be queen of my own hive by now."

"Hmhahaha, dinnae hauld yer breath ah could still gie ya one!"

"You already gave me about fifty," she rolled her eyes with a hidden smirk, "so...how shall we do this?"

"Whit?" He leaned forwards with hands on his knees and cock dripping between. "So we are daein' this?"

"I didn't let you breed me for nothing, did I?"

"Och no no course no', just makin' sure. Ah ken that you've goat mair aboot this world than ah dae, ah still cannae figure oot this pokey-min shite,. so how's aboot YOU be mah expert an' guidance, whilst ah be yer fronthoof."

"Hmmm," she stroked her chin, "interesting, you suggest that you be the face of our group and that I be the manager?"

"Summat like that, you recommend tae me whit pokey-mins we need fer oor team tae be unstoppable, really fuck up all them trainers so's naebody mess with us."

"I see. Yes," Demeter tapped her head looking up to the sky, "a collective of strong dependable pokemon who can rely on each other, a commune of sorts?"

"Aye, aye exactly, so whit ya think?"

"...I think," she slipped round towards him and crawled forth to meet his gaze, "that we have an agreement, Mr. Thorn."

"Pfft...alrigh'," he offered his hand, "but nae need tae call me mister, i'll nae call you lass if you nae call me that."

"Agreed." She shook his hand with care for her bladed wrist. "It appears we are partners then."

"Aye, jus' the way ah like it."

"Indeed. Come." She stood up with a gentle wince. "I have shelter nearby where we can rest and further arrange our plans."

"Lead the way Demeter," he stood up in turn with a slight stumble back, "any place fer me tae clean up?"

"Obviously, we're not grimers, we have standards."

"Good tae hear."

Both of them headed further into the forest, far from preying human eyes and beyond their reach to the depths of a darkening afternoon above their heads. The woods became thicker as they ventured deeper, as Thorn started wondering what other strange beasts were as voluptuous as this new friend of his. The scyther however had other ideas, ones that concerned her as her abdomen continued to drip with a trickling seed before she managed to close her ovipositor and ease her breaths. Except whenever she looked at Thorn, she felt a flutter in her breast that disturbed her more than soothed.