Poisonous Bite
A Zangoose has a disastrous encounter with a Seviper...
The forest could be a beutiful place, with tall trees and beutiful flowers. It could also be dangerous. Zangoose knew this, was even more aware since this was an area he had never been in before. The woods he had once lived in had become to crowded with humans building their homes so close. As he walked, Zangoose became lost in thought, and did not notice he wasn't alone until it was too late. Suddenly, a shadowy figure slithers behind the distracted male from a bush.
Seviper, like all of her species, hated the Zangoose. The feud that seemed to be ingrained in her very DNA demanded that she attack. But the poison-type held back, she had been bested by a Zangoose before. She even still had scars on her face where one had nearly blinded her. The scars faded more with every shedding, but the memory of the incident had made her more catious. Besides, this Zangoose looked strong. A suprise attack might not be enough. As she silently watched he male, she noticed his pouch, hanging low in the heat and stuffed with his male berries. Seviper instantly knew her plan of attack. She'll end the next generation before they're born!
The crafty Seviper silently slithered forward, her fangs dripping with anticiption.
Zangoose, still unaware of the danger to himself and his two most precious possesions, continued to walk. The Seviper's crimson eyes were glued to the swinging orbs dangling between the Zangoose's legs, so invitingly. As if nature had intended them as targets of her wrath. Closer, she approached her prey.
Zangoose suddenly felt uneasy. He felt as if... Zangoose heard the soft sound of a scaly belly running over grass! Zangoose spun around to find the Seviper bearing her fangs, poised to strike. Fights between their kind often were to the death, so Zangoose raised his claws to defend his thoat, were a venemous bite would be its deadliest. He was poorly prepared for the actual attack. The Seviper struck fast enough that it took him a moment to realise where her fangs were going. Zangoose grabbed the poison-type pulling to keep those venomous fangs as far away from his babymakers as he could, but the female was determined. Her body undulated and wriggled and holding her was... impossible. The females hot breath washed over his sac, ironically making his bag even looser, leaving his orbs more vulnerable. Zangoose sweated, struggling to pull her away from his malehood.
And, for a moment, he thought he might actually do it... then the female slithered out of his sweaty paws.
CHOMP!
Zangoose squealed, his body freezing as the pain filled his world. The Seviper's needle-like fangs sank deep into his defenseless plums, and released the terrible poison into the center of the males very maleness. Zangoose willed his arms to attempt to pull the female off his aching nuts, the burning of her poison spreading through his balls. The female stubbornly continued to hold on, relentlessly pumping more and more poison into his testicles. After several moments of slowly weakening struggling, the female released the damaged spuds. Zangoose collapsed, body curling into a ball to protect his burning marbles. They felt swollen, either from the biting or the poison itself.
Seviper looked down at the male, and couldn't help but feel pleased with herself. This male was clearly above her own level, but she just destroyed his chances of mating with such ease! She would quickly tell all her fellow Seviper about this. The males probably wouldn't use the strategy, but she knew the females would love to try it out!
"Well, looks like you won't be making any pups, huh?"
Zangoose could only groan, his swollen spheres aching more with every moment. The Seviper approached, clearly planning to gloat. Then Zangoose grabbed her relatively thin and small body in a Crush Claw. The female shrieked, not expecting an attack. The male, though pained, snarled at the Seviper with murder in his eyes.
Perhaps he was even stronger than she'd anticipated.
"W-wait! It's not too late!"
That caught the male's attention. He relaxed his grip.
"Talk fast."
"My v-venom isn't strong enough to instantly destroy tissue, but will liquify it with enough time."
Zangoose briefly imagined his malehood dissolving into goo in his sac. He shivered, but quickly recollected himself. He noticed a mischevious gleam in the female's eye, and a smirk on her face. The male had a feeling she had imagined the same thing.
"If you can get to one of those Pokemon Centers, they can fix you right up. Even an antidote might work, or a certain type of berry."
The Zangoose finally let go of the female, and she quickly slithered away. The male winced as he stood up, both paws gently cradling his cargo. He looked down at his balls and was disturbed to find them mach larger than usual. The burning was still growing, expanding from the center of his eggs. The seviper's fangs left barely any pucture wounds, he had to look very closely to find them. Realising that time was of the essence, the male began to search for an antidote to his horrible situation.
After only a few moments, the male made a second realisation. He had no clue where he was. New to the area, he had gotten lost at the worst possible time. Praying to Arceus for mercy, the male looked for help. After a while, Zangoose found a nice little clearing with several plant type females were apperently enjoying the sun. A Bellosom and a sunflora were playing tag whilst a Bulbasaur sunned herself. A Chikorita who seemed to be resting was the first to notice him.
"Huh? W...why are you holding yourself?!"
That caught the attention of the other females, and soon he was explaining himself to them. The Bellosom and Sunflora, who both seemed to be the youngest of the group, giggled loudly while Chikorita at least tried to hide her laughter, but failed. The female Bulbasaur was the most serious of the group, but Zangoose could see a smile tugging at her mouth.
The young Bellosom was the first to speak.
"So they're, like, turning to mush?!"
Her freind, Sunflora, added.
"Your ballsies are turning to mush?!"
Zangoose tried to ignore how excited they sounded, as if he'd told them a party was announced. Chikorita bit her lip, but finally started laughing.
"Ha Ha... I'm sorry, but you have to admit it's pretty funny!"
Bellosom and Sunflora giggled, nodding in agreement. Bulbasaur tried to get them to be quiet.
"Now, I'm sue he doesn't find this amusing at all. After all, his grapes are turning to jelly as we speak!"
This had the opposite effect, causing the other three to laugh harder. Even Bulbasaur had trouble keeping a straight face.
Zangoose was getting desperate. The female was right, he needed info now!
"Please, I need to find an antidote or Pokemon Center quickly! My malehood depends on it!"
The females quieted down, but Bulbasaur rolled her eyes.
"Calm down, you're not dying, right? Besides, they haven't turned to jelly yet, so you're fine."
Bellosom suddenly looked curious.
"Have they? Can we take a look?"
Sunflora bounced in place, clearly excited. Bulbasaur shook her head, while Chikorita looked thoughtful. Then she spoke.
"We should probably take a look. Just to make sure they're okay."
And then, Zangoose had four pairs of eyes looking at him expectantly. He hesitantly dropped his balls, and put his paws at his sides. Bellosom and Sunflora had each grabbed one of his marbles before he'd even noticed them in front of him. The both giggled as they played with his orbs; pulling, hefting, twisting, squeezing, etc. It didn't take long for Zangoose to regret his decisions. Eventually, Chikorita pushed the two away so she coul examine his dangling eggs. She examined them thoroughly, squeezing and probing them. She giggled loudly as she handled his nuts.
"They're squishier than they should be!"
Zangooses heart skipped a beat, while the two younger females giggled at the remark. Bulbasaur couldn't hide her own interest. She stepped forward and examined his berries for a while, finally releasing his roughly examined gonads. Zangoose noticed they were more swollen than before.
Bulbasaur smiled innocently, as if she and her friends hadn't been taking joy from his pain and possible neutering.
"Yeah, you're balls don't look too good. Sorry, but berries that cure poison don't naturally grow around here. You need to get to a pokemon center."
Bulbasaur pointed towars where she believed a pokemon center could be found.
Zangoose nodded and quickly rushed off, leaving the females behind. He heard Bellosom and Sunflora giggling and yelling as he left.
"Come back and show us if your ballsies turn to mush!"
"Yeah, we want to see what a sac filled with liquid ballsies looks like!"
Once she was sure the male was gone, Chikorita turned to Bulbasaur.
"They may not grow naturally, but berries that cure poison are grown at that Berry Farm nearby."
Bulbasaur grinned.
"Oh! It must have slipped my mind."
Bellosom and Sunflora giggled.
Meanwhile, Zangoose hurried to find a pokemon center. They were the only ones who could save his gonads from turning into useless goo. Zangoose eventually found a path and followed it, hoping to find a town or someone to help him, as he as starting to have trouble walking. And, his prayers were sooned answered as a female Furret was travelling down the path. He staggered towards the female, both paws cradling his malehood and breathing heavily from exhaustion. The Furret noticed him, and noticed his paws clutching his malehood. With a battle cry, the female launched a completely unexpected Iron Tail into the side of his head. The male went down easily, weakened by the poison that had seeped into his body from his balls.
The female let out a triumphant growl, then approached the unconcious male.
"Thought you'd just snak up behind some weak little female and have your way with her, huh? Touching yourself with anticipation? Well, not today!"
The female looked down between the male's legs. His swollen balls lay on the ground, defenseless and tempting. A wicked grin spit the female's face. The female climbe o top of the male, her paws on his shoulders as she nudged his legs open wider, and positioned her knee. Zangoose sloly opened his eyes to see the smiling female on top of him.
"Maybe you'll feel less inclined to sneak up on innocent pretty females... with a couple of achers!"
The female gripped the male's shoulders, and slammed her knee into Zangoose's battered balls. The swollen spheres deformed, trying to squirm out of the way of the female's powerful knee, but...
POP!
POP!
In a moment, both of the bloated berries burst, reduced to a mushy soup of partially dissolved testicles. Both Furret's and Zangoose's eyes widened.
"Y-your... Did I...?"
Zangoose could only dumbly nod.
"I... squished them! I popped you nuggets! I neutered you! Ha ha ha ha!"
The female laughed hiserically in his face as she reached down and grabbed his sac. She probed his sac, her paw squeezing his mush-filled bag, and she giggled girlishly.
"There's nothing left! Not even one chunk of testicle! I totally liquified your balls! Oh, wow! I never knew I could do that! I neutered you with one well placed knee! Wait till the girls hear about this!"
Zangoose thnkfully passed out by that point. The female gleefully examined the males ruined balls. Finally, she decided to just leave him there.
When Zangoose came too, he was in a pokemon center. Groggy, he wonderd why he was there. Then it all came back to him. He quickly reached down to check his marbles... but found his arms were too weak to lift. For agonizing minutes, he laid there, barely able to lift his head. Finally, a nurse Chancey walked by. She noticed he was awake. She quickly looked at his chart... and giggled.
"Oh, my! Well, you had a bad day, hmm? Well, you can leave once the anesthetic wears off."
"But what about... my..."
Chancey looked suprised, then smiled pleasantly.
"Oh, so you don't know? I'm sorry, your testicles had to be removed."
Zangoose felt as if the world had fallen out from beneath him.
"Not that we had to do much. They were nothing but slush by the time you were brought in. We just had to drain the ball soup out of your scrotum and sew you up!"
Zangoose simply laid his head back down and closed his eyes.
Chansey however still found this amusing.
"Too bad, from how much we had to drain, I'd guess you used to be quite the stud. Well, not anymore, huh? Don't worry, we can provide you with a couple of prosthetics if you like! Although, the free ones are kind of small. Something about being cheaper that way... they look like little grapes!"
Chancey giggles.
"Not that there's much point in trying to impress females now, huh? I suggest you not bother, though. You're a neuter and you should just accept it, don't pretend you're still a male. It's not like you're the first male to get neutered! Not with that new tournament going on, females all over are starting to take they're aggression out on male plums everywhere! You wouldn't believe how many former males I've attended to this week alone..."