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Gilbert woke up bright and early that morning. The puffin took a moment to collect himself, blinking slightly to get his bearings straight. Sunlight spilled into his small, cozy room, giving the entire place a warm atmosphere. He reached for his phone to check the time. The screen came to life and Gilbert's eyes read the bold numbers; It was six in the morning. Taking a moment to sigh, he forced himself to stand up and get ready.

Today was a big day for him.

Gilbert's morning routine went by in a blur. A flash of him slapping a packed lunch together, heating whatever leftover curry he had from the night prior, then flinching reflexively at the cold water splashing across his face in the shower as he tried to adjust the temperature to his liking. A few minutes later Gilbert was in the small kitchenette, helping himself to a hearty breakfast and taking the time to sip some coffee while he checked the morning news on his phone. By then it was nearing seven in the morning, and it was time to go. The puffin made his way to the door and checked the contents of his duffel bag.

His wallet, his ID, his nameplate, a charger for his phone, and a power bank; they were all there. Everything was in place. Taking a deep breath, Gilbert opened the door out of his house and left.

"Morning!" a voice called out. "Off to work?" asked his neighbor who saw him walking down the dirt path. He was watering the plants on his side of the white picket fence with the help of his pet lotad.

"Yeah, I finally am!" Gilbert answered cheerfully with a wave. "Good morning to you too."

The white puffin then walked up to his chained up bike, unlocking it with the key he had on hand and tapping his cell phone to it to let his helpful rotom assistant hop from the handheld device to his bike's motor. Grabbing his helmet, he secured it to his head and then went off. Traveling to his destination didn't take that long; it wasn't that far to begin with and he cut his travel time in half by cycling through the town's small lake, impressing some nearby children by showing off his bike's water mode with a laugh. As Gilbert went down the road, he passed by various residents going about their morning routines. He passed by the local Battle Cafe, whose owners were cleaning up the patio in preparation for customers. There were some residents out jogging with their Pokemon. He even saw a group of trainers holding a practice tournament in the park, calling out moves and strategies to their pokemon.

The small, idyllic town of Morningwood was waking up.

A few minutes later, Gilbert arrived at his destination. Tucked at the far corner of the town it helped foster, the Pokemon Daycare of Morningwood was before him. It was a fairly large, unassuming house situated at the border between the town and the thick forest that surrounded it. Built of brick from the ground up, it was a building that definitely looked older than the rest of the other structures in the area. Moss was climbing up its sides, and the roof looked weathered and worn. Large ornate windows allowed eyes to peer into its interiors. If it wasn't for the egg-shaped pokeball logo that hung above its doors, you'd think it was just any other old house sitting at the edge of the forest.

Gilbert secured his bike to the nearby bike stand, making sure it was padlocked before heading in. While the outside looked old, the inside was definitely brand new. It was no doubt renovated. The wooden floors creaked under the weight of his steps. There were brown ornate wood designs that littered the walls, clearly meant to be a decoration and at the same time support. At the side were magazine racks, allowing readers to read something to help pass the time. Next to it were comfy green sofas set in front of a television screen playing a commercial at the moment. Potted plants gave the place a homey look. The ones standing in the corners reached up over Gilbert's head to gently brush at the ceiling, whilst small ones were lined up neatly atop the end tables next to the sofa. A wooden semicircular countertop served as the reception. There was a tiger seated at the chair behind it, busy typing away at a computer.

Aside from the tiger, there were already a few individuals also in the room. Some were chatting with one another; others were partaking in the free coffee and cookies that were available on the counter top at the other corner of the room. It looked like a typical day for the daycare.

Gilbert made his way towards the front desk. "Um, excuse me," he voiced.

The tiger stopped typing on the keyboard long enough to glance at him. "Yes?" he responded politely. "If you're here to have your Pokemon checked out for Pokeheat, please fill out this form."

"Oh, uh, no, I'm not here for that."

The tiger pushed up the glasses on his face. "Are you here to breed your Pokemon then?"

Gilbert let out a cheeky smile. "No...but technically, yes," he answered. Finally making a point to introduce himself, Gilbert reached into his duffel bag and produced a piece of paper. "I'm Gilbert, and I'm here reporting in for my first day. I was told to show this to the front desk when I arrive." The tiger took the piece of paper. Printed on it was Gilbert's personal information--his name, a photo of him, as well as his work credentials. At the bottom corner was a stamped seal of the Pokemon Daycare itself.

Almost immediately, the tiger's eyes lit up upon reading the paper. "Oh!" he cried out. "I'm terribly sorry, Gilbert! I didn't recognize you!" He snapped at himself. "I knew you were coming too." The tiger then stood up, extending a hand towards him. "Gary, by the way. Nice to meet you, Gilbert."

"You can call me Gil. Nice to meet you too." Gilbert answered. "So uh, what happens next?"

"Oh, right, right!' The tiger then sat back down, turning back to his dual monitors. "I'm going to key you in, and I'll have a member of the team pick you up so we can onboard you." He pointed to one of the seats at the side. "In the meantime, take a seat. You hungry? We have cookies and coffee over there." He pointed to the nearby coffee dispenser.

"Uh, no, I'm good. But thanks anyways."

Gilbert made his way towards the side, taking one of the empty seats. For a moment, the puffin just watched the room. By now, a staff of the daycare, a blue dragon, entered the room, coming in from the back door. He was wearing brown overalls with a tacky plaid shirt underneath. His sleeves were rolled up, and it looked like he just got done doing something outside. There were still traces of dirt at the bottom of his soles. The dragon began conversing with Gary. Averting his gaze, Gilbert found himself looking at the TV that was in front of him.

It was showing a PSA video.

"Has your Pokemon been acting weird lately?" came the narrator's voice. Accompanied with his monologue were video clips of various Pokemon in various situations. "Has your Torracat been exhibiting odd behavior? Your Lucario being more moody than normal? Maybe it's time to have them get checked out for Pokeheat!" The visual changed to that of a Pokemon Daycare. The staff were all smiling and waving at the camera. "There's no need to be afraid. Pokeheat is a common affliction all Pokemon undergo. Big or small, no Pokemon is an exception, and treating it is as simple as leaving your friend to the Daycare. Our licensed professional staff will be able to get your best friend back in 100% shape! Schedule your appointment now." It then flashed the logo of the Pokemon Research Group.

"Gilbert, I presume?"

The puffin's attention was reverted back to reality as he turned his head to see who was talking to him. It was the dragon he saw talking to Gary earlier. "Yes," Gilbert responded, standing up.

"I'm Roy." The blue dragon extended out a hand, a warm smile on his face. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise," Gilbert responded, "and please, call me Gil."

"Well, Gil," Roy began, "I'm one of the breeders here in the daycare, and I actually have the pleasure of showing you around our humble establishment." He smiled brightly at him. "How about I give you the grand tour?" he asked rhetorically. "Feel free to ask me any questions."

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"Oh, so this house used to be owned by Mr. Arvos?"

The two were walking down the hall. Sunlight was spilling in from the open windows. The sound of the gentle breeze was soothing to the ears. The dragon nodded in response to the question. "He was a lover of pokemon, and the town was in need of a daycare. He opted to donate his house." The dragon turned the corner, and Gilbert saw an archway with a plaque above it. It read "Arvos Nursery". "So the entire house was renovated to be a daycare. Speaking of which, this is the nursery."

The white puffin took a look inside. It was a relatively small room. There were some incubation chambers placed to the wall, the machine keeping it all together lowly humming as it was currently in use. A red pokemon egg was floating inside the glass chamber. Above it was a monitor, detailing various and important health statistics. "This is where we place all the eggs we've bred for our trainers," Roy said, sounding like a tour guide. "We diagnose, monitor, and make sure that all the eggs going through here are identified, stamped, and tagged."

A few moments later, Roy led Gilbert outside. "This is the play area," he declared. Located at the side of the daycare, it was corralled with a picturesque white picket fence. At the center was what Gilbert recognized was a playground. It was complete with a slide, some monkey bars, and even a swing set. At the current moment, there was a staff member using it to play with a bunch of Pokemon. A mankey was swinging happily on the bars. A bulbasaur was sliding down the slide. There was a torchic running around, being chased by the staff member. It was admittedly adorable to look at.

"The staff room, the cafeteria, and your personal locker are at the back of the building," Roy said, turning to face Gilbert. "It's also the part of the building where you and I would mostly be working."

"The breeding rooms?" Gilbert asked, following behind the dragon.

"Yeah," Roy answered. "At first the architects figured we could repurpose the second floor of the building to house the breeding rooms." His expression then shifted. "But then they quickly realized that maybe that wasn't the best of ideas." He looked at Gilbert with a knowing look. "For obvious reasons that I'm sure you would understand."

Gilbert chuckled. "Yeah, I get what you mean."

"So instead, they built an extension to the house."

Continuing down the dirt path they were on, they eventually arrived at the back of the house proper. True enough, with the way it was built, and the trees surrounding it, its existence was hidden from view. If you didn't know it was there, you wouldn't think there was a bigger building to the back of the daycare. Roy led Gilbert up the steps, and into the back door. He soon found himself standing in a modest room. There was a hallway leading towards a dead end. It connected to a series of doors, each of which had lights above it. Gilbert assumed that the ones that had the light be colored green were free, and the ones in red were in use. A reception desk was to the side, manned by another staff member. To the side, there was a plaque that read the following: "What happens in the daycare, stays in the daycare."

Gilbert smirked. How appropriate.

The person looked up upon seeing them enter. It was a female black tabby cat. "Oh hey, Roy," she said. "Just the person I was looking for."

"Oh? What is it Sam?" Roy walked up to the desk.

Sam took out a clipboard, along with a tray meant to hold pokeballs. It had two red pokeballs nestled on it. "We've got two guests today," she said. Roy poured over the paperwork whilst Sam continued, saying, "they got dropped off earlier today. The trainer wanted us to attend to them."

Roy glanced over the guest details with one thing immediately jumping out to him. He turned to Gilbert and asked, "Gil, I forget, what's your size certification?"

"Up to 2XL, sir," Gilbert responded.

Sam whistled at his expense. "Damn, for real?" Gilbert just smiled sheepishly.

"Ah, right," Roy responded. "I remember now. That's why we hired you instantly." He paused then added. "Well, one of the reasons we hired you instantly." Roy then blinked. "Oh, right, Sam, this is Gilbert. Gilbert, this is Sam." The two shared pleasantries with one another then Roy continued saying, "At the moment, Sam is manning the Back Desk."

"Gary's in charge of the Front Desk," Sam said smiling at him, "while I'm in charge of the Back Desk. If you ever need anything, feel free to call me on the landline." She then pointed to the white telephone that was next to a plate of heart shaped cookies. She then opened the drawer beneath the desk and took out a red keycard. "Here," she said, handing it over to Roy. "You can join Ahnik at Suite No. 5. He should be done by now..." Sam leaned back slightly, looking at a monitor beneath her desk. "Yep, he should be done by now."

"Thank you," Roy remarked. "But before we do," he then turned to Gilbert. "I should show you your locker." Motioning for him to follow, Gilbert walked behind Roy as the two of them went through a door marked with an 'Authorized Personnel Only' sign above it. It led to a small hallway, with doors on either side, and an archway at the end leading to a dining room. "Cafeteria's at the end," Roy claimed. "You can get your snack on there. Staff room is over there," he then pointed to the door closes to them. "You can sleep there if you've got nothing to do at the moment, and..." He then walked through the open door in front of them. "This is the locker room."

Roy went to his, and Gilbert found that he was already designated one, indicated by a name plaque. "Here, catch," Roy called, gently tossing a combination lock to him. "The combo's stuck on the back. Memorize it, then peel it off," he commented from behind the lockers. "Since we'll be working from here on out, we'll have to dress down accordingly."

Gilbert nodded, knowing that it was time for him to be professional as the day was officially going to get started. Opening the locker itself showed him that it was empty, save for the slippers that were provided for him. He then stowed his duffel bag into the container, then began to undress. He slid off his shirt, hanging it with the provided hangers. He then unbuckled his belt, before following up with his jeans. The white puffin stood bare in his white briefs, briefly admiring his body at the mirror on the side.

Gilbert wasn't fat, but he wasn't overly fit either; some would lovingly refer to his physique as fun size. His white feathers were cleaned and pressed, and the transition to his black feathers were smooth and pristine. He wide hips gave his lower half a thick appearance. Overall, he was happy with his figure, and the white puffin puffed out his chest momentarily to celebrate it. After this moment of self love, Gilbert then bent over, pulling down his white briefs to his feet. Now free from its confines, his cock and balls hung and swung freely from between his legs. Gilbert stuffed his white briefs into his duffel bag, and put on slippers.

"Uh, Roy?"

"Yeah?"

"Where are the gloves?" he asked, looking around.

"They're right by the door."

At this point, the dragon appeared from behind the lockers. Much like Gilbert, the dragon was completely nude all over. However, unlike Gilbert, the difference in physique between them was night and day. Whilst Gilbert was admittedly plump and round, Roy was more well built and firm. It was clear the dragon took care of his figure, as evident by his well toned body. But Gilbert wasn't here to oggle his fellow coworkers body. Even though the thick meat that was hanging between Roy's legs made his mouth water a little.

The dragon was holding the clipboard with him. He smiled at Gilbert who was failing to hide the fact that he was stealing glances at him. "Oh it's fine," the dragon said. "It's all part of the job anyways. Though, since we'll be working together, I'm sure you'll get tired of my naked ass in a few days." He then went over to the corner and grabbed a pair of bathrobes. He tossed one over to Gilbert who took it appreciatively. Both wore it over themselves, hiding their indecency, before walking back into the hallway.

Roy directed Gilbert to one of the doors in front of them. Above it was a pair of lights with the one colored red turned on. "Suite No. 5" was written at the side of the door. The sound of smacking could faintly be heard coming from behind it. Roy tapped the keycard onto the reader, and the door unlocked itself. It led to a small supply closet; items were neatly arranged, and the items on the shelves were labelled accordingly. But what immediately jumped out to Gilbert was the small one way glass panel in front of them.

Pressed up against it was who Gilbert assumed was Ahnik.

Ahnik was a green lizard, roughly around the same age and build as Gilbert was. At the current moment, said lizard was busy attending to the needs of an aggron. "That's Chron," Roy casually said from the side. "He's a regular guest of the daycare." The large aggron, Chron, had his arms wrapped around Ahnik's comparatively smaller body. The pokemon was lustfully humping the lizard, each thrust of his hips shaking the floor a little. Gilbert could see Ahnik was in a different world entirely, no doubt seeing stars from the sheer power the aggron was putting into his thrusts. The aggron's swollen balls swung back and forth like a pendulum, hitting Ahnik's backside repeatedly. The lizard cried out, not out of pain, but of pleasure as the pokemon was hitting him where it really mattered. Before long, the two of them reached their end, and an explosive finale was met. Ahnik came, his cock throbbing painfully as it was squished between him and the glass wall. Chron on the other hand finished inside of him. The sheer volume of the hot pokemon spunk was too much, and began to leak onto the floor. After it was all said and done, Ahnik and Chron stood there, legs shaking and taking a moment to collect themselves. It was Chron who moved first, easing off his partner. His large schlong slid out of the lizard's battered backside, the tip flopping messily onto the floor. The orange cockhead could barely seen amidst the coat of white seed. Like a cork being undone, aggron seed flowed from Ahnik's used ass.

Most people would wonder how on earth such a big cock would fit inside such a small hole.

But for certified Pokemon Breeders like Ahnik and Gilbert, the answer was simple: practice.

"It looks like they're done," Roy said, breaking the silence between them. "Good show too, might I add." The dragon's erection was parting his bathrobe. "Let's head inside. Time for you to meet Ahnik."

Gilbert nodded, following behind Roy. The dragon walked to the corner, and placed his hand into a groove. Pulling sideways, the wall slid to the right side, revealing itself to be a sliding door. Immediately, the smell of sweat, seed, and sex permeated the air. It only made Gilbert's boner all the more prominent.

Suite No. 5 was spacious. The room had the furnishings of a hotel. There was a portrait here, a small shelf there. There was even a dresser tucked into the corner, next to a small refrigerator. An oversized bed was in the middle of the room, and on top were the two they saw earlier. Chron was laying on it, spooning the exhausted looking Ahnik. Nestled between lizard's legs was the pokemon's oversized schlong. Upon hearing them enter, Ahnik looked up. "R-Roy?" he croaked.

"Ahnik," Roy greeted. "Amazing handiwork as always. I see that Chron is looking quite happy after that fucking." The aggron's grin was lopsided, his eyes having that glazed look washing over them.

"That he is," Ahnik responded. He tried to gently free himself from the pokemon's embrace, but upon feeling the movement, the aggron responded by tightening his grip on his breeder. "Oh, come on now, Chron," Ahnik cooed. The aggron sulked, clearly wanting to stay like that for much longer. Ahnik reached down and squeezed one of the aggron's balls. It looked like the size of a mini basketball in his hands. "I promise we can play more later." He looked down and tapped his fingers on the aggron's scrotum. Your balls still feel swollen. I have to keep emptying them anyway."

Upon hearing the promise of more sex, the aggron begrudingly let go. Ahnik manage to let himself free. Chron felt contented to just lay on the bed, idly listening to the conversation of the breeders. The green lizard stood in front of the two, white cum still dripping down his chest. Roy handed him a towel that he took from one of the drawers.

"Thank you," Ahnik responded. But instead of using the towel to wipe himself off, the lizard instead began to brush the cum off his body with his hand and then proceeded to lick them clean. The sight admittedly made Gilbert's cock throb a little.

Roy, seemingly unfazed by the rather sexual act, took this moment to introduce the two. "Ahnik, this is Gilbert. Gilbert, this is Ahnik." The puffin smiled, and the lizard shook it with his other free hand. Pleasantries were shared. "This is our newest hire."

"Ah, so you're the new 2XL hire then?" Ahnik commented. "Glad to have you on the team!"

"We've been needing 2XL certified breeders for a while now," Roy explained. "Ahnik's been carrying the load since he's the only one certified here out of all of us." The two glanced and saw Ahnik still wiping at his battered ass. Aggron cum was still dripping from it. "Literally," Roy continued. "I would opt to help but I'm still undergoing my training for my certification. It's been a pain in the ass."

Gilbert chuckled.

"In any case, I'm here to inform you, Ahnik, that as per protocol: new hires have to be shadowed by seniors. I leave you in charge of Gilbert. You've got a Charizard and a Lugia to attend to."

"A Lugia?" Both Ahnik and Gilbert were amazed. "It's not often we get to have a legendary pokemon as a guest," Ahnik continued.

Roy smiled. "You two have fun. I have to go attend to the twin machokes we have at Suite No. 1." At that, the dragon bid the two farewell.

Chron groaned from behind them, rolling flat onto his back. His cock lazily flopped atop his stomach, bits of cum still dripping from it. "Well, Chron, it's time for you to get back into your ball." Ahnik said, walking over towards the desk. He pulled the drawer out and took out a red pokeball. The aggron moped in response. "Come on now, other pokemons got to use this suite too, you know." In a show that reminded Gilbert of a child making a face, the aggron shook his head, crossing his arms across his chest and turning away from Ahnik.

"Is he always like this?" Gilbert asked, looking at the Aggron who was clearly pouting.

"Yeah he is. He's one horny bastard. I have to make him cum roughly three times a day," Ahnik said walking over to Chron. He patted the Aggron on the side of his chest, making him sit upright.

"You make it sound like that's a bad thing," Gilbert responded. "You two seemed like you were having a fun time earlier."

"We were," Ahnik responded. "But I can't spoil him too much." He reached down and gently rubbed the Aggron's tube of a cock. The black member was thicker than Ahnik's own forearm. He planted a loving kiss at its orange tip. The Aggron responded by purring happily. "We'll play more later, alright?"

Chron nodded happily. Ahnik took this as a chance to return him to his pokeball. A flash of light emitted from the Pokeball illuminating the Aggron. In a split second, Chron's form was processed and was soon returned into the pokeball. Ahnik then pressed the button, making the pokeball shrink smaller in his palm.

"Alright, Gilbert," Ahnik said. "Let's get the room cleaned up, and then lets fetch our guests."

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A few minutes later, and one quick shower, Ahnik and Gilbert made their way to the lobby to check in at Sam. The black tabby cat perked up from behind her desk. "Hey Ahnik!"

"Hello, Sam. Can you make a note to schedule Chron again later?"

The cat's brow rose. "Are his balls that swollen?"

"Yeah. I don't know what it is with that aggron, but he is one horny fucker," Ahnik remarked. He then handed her Chron's pokeball and she proceeded to process it into the records.

"Anyways, Roy said you had something for me?"

The cat smiled. "I do!" she then took out the same clipboard she handed earlier to Roy. Ahnik took it and began looking it over. After a brief skim, he handed it over to Gilbert to let him have a look. Sure enough, it provided details about the Charizard and Lugia they were going to attend to. He flipped the next page over and was surprised at the pokemon vitals. "Are you sure this is right?" he asked Sam.

"Yeah," she added, sounding a bit concerned. "I thought there was a glitch in the system, but it looks like these guys haven't had release in quite a long time. There hormones are abnormally high." She then took out a tray that contained two pokeballs.

"Who is their trainer anyway?" Ahnik asked.

"That's the thing," she answered. "I've been looking him up in the database and haven't found anything. I'm checking the other regions if the trainer is registered there. That's usually the case for these sort of things. I'll get his profile details soon. You guys just focus on getting those pokemon in tip top shape." Just then, the phone by the side of the desk began to ring. She reached over and answered it. Quickly glancing at her monitor to see which room it was coming from, she answered, "Back Desk, what I can help you with, Suite No. 1?"

"Sam--fuck...I need some extra lube. These boys are...oh, okay, careful, careful, no need to be in a rush." From the sounds of it, it was Roy dealing with the two machokes he mentioned earlier. The sound of skin slapping against skin was audible through the phone. "They're quite feisty, Sam. I'd appreciate the extra lube please." Roy's voice sounded strained. It seemed the two pokemons were proving quite a handful.

"No problem, I'll send it to you right away." She then placed the phone back into the handset. "I'm going to get some extra lube. Excuse me, boys."

"We'll see you later," Ahnik commented. He then turned to Gilbert. "Let's go. We've got a job to do."

The two breeders made their way back to Suite No. 5. Closing the door behind them, Ahnik placed the tray on the desk. "Alright," he began, "like Roy said: I'll be shadowing you. For now, you'll be assisting me with the first pokemon, then I'll be assisting you on the second one. That way, you and I can get a feel for each other."

"Sound good," Gilbert said, smiling at him. He was honestly excited to finally start working again. "Though, which pokemon are we going to work on first?"

"Which indeed..." Ahnik turned to the two pokeballs on the tray. "Do you have a preference?"

"The Charizard seems like a good start," Gilbert suggested.

"Alright, let's go with that." Ahnik took the Charizard's pokeball from the tray and held it in his hands. With a press of the button, it grew in his hands into the proper size. With a flick of his wrist, it was launched into the air. The pokeball opened, and a flash of technical light unleashed the pokemon that was contained inside. It directed itself onto the bed, and immediately the outline of a Charizard materialized into the fray. A few moments later, the pokemon solidified into reality.

Aside from the pokeball falling unceremoniously onto the floor, neither of the two breeders moved. This was the first lesson all aspiring breeders were taught. With the absence of the trainer, a pokemon may act unfavorably. It was always best to exercise caution until the pokemon realized that they weren't in any dangerous situation. The Charizard sat on the bed, eyes scanning the room. He was trying to understand where he was. His eyes landed on the two breeders who were wearing nothing but bathrobes at the moment.

Pokemon didn't exactly have the ability to show emotions the same way people did, but Gilbert got the feeling that the Charizard was showing confusion at first. His eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, his brows rising in accordance. Then, said confusion disappeared, and a flash of panic followed by fear was what soon followed. This large hulking dragon that easily towered over the two of them skulked back, or at least tried to. He hugged the wall, and seemingly cradled himself. He was showing signs of submissiveness that Gilbert wasn't honestly expecting. Charizards by nature were proud, if haughty at times. This was definitely something else.

It was Ahnik who first broke the silence. Being his superior, Gilbert followed his lead. "Hey there," he called out. "It's alright, we're not going to hurt you." Ahnik extended out a hand cautiously, and the Charizard responded by sinking back further. It was clear to both of them that this pokemon was scared. The Charizard flinched slightly, but eventually allowed Ahnik to touch him. He was visibly shaking.

"There, there," Ahnik cooed, sounding gentle. "It's alright," he commented. He slowly walked forward, doing his best to get the Charizard to relax. After a few tense moments, his hand connected with the Charizard's body and Ahnik gave the dragon pokemon a tender rub. "There we go," he said. "That wasn't so bad." The pokemon was still obviously tense, but was more or less getting used to their presence.

"Pokemon aren't normally this tense, right?" Gilbert asked. In his time spent being a Pokemon Breeder this was probably the first time he encountered something like this.

"No, they aren't," Ahnik responded. He was giving the pokemon a gentle rub down. It was a quick and easy way to help Pokemon relax. Ahnik maneuvered his hand towards the Charizard's chest, slowly coaxing him to open up more. The pokemon was beginning to be responsive to his touches, realizing that the two weren't there to do him harm. He leaned back against the wall, stretching his legs forward to reveal his chubby chest. "Can you pass me the rubbing oil, Gilbert? It's inside the drawer."

"Sure thing." Gilbert moved towards the side and took out the rubbing oil from the drawer. He then went back to Ahnik who was taking off his bathrobe. The Charizard glanced at him warily, but was beginning to be more comfortable around the two of them. "You going to give him a massage?"

"Yep," Ahnik answered, taking the bottle from his partner. "I think Wick here is a little tense, and this might just help him unwind."

"Wick?" Gilbert asked, his brow rising. "You named him?"

"I might as well," Ahnik answered, pouring a healthy amount on his hand. "He didn't have a nickname on the file, so I might as well give him one during his stay here. What do you think?" he asked turning to the Charizard that was now named Wick. "Do you like the nickname Wick?" The Charizard just blinked at him curiously in response. Ahnik then moved forward placing his hands onto the pokemon's scales. Wick immediately responded with a low groan, feeling the warmth of the oil wash over him. "Yeah, I think he likes it," Ahnik responded. "How about you work on his other side, and we can work our way down."

Gilbert nodded. "Alright, I can do that." Following Ahnik's lead, Gilbert took off his bathrobe, the item of clothing falling flat on the floor. The white puffin then made his way towards the other side and got to work. He poured a healthy amount of oil on his hands, the slick liquid feeling both warm yet cold at the same time to the touch. With a gentle pressure, he proceeded to rub it across Wick's body.

The two worked quietly in tandem, giving Wick the rub-down of a lifetime. The charizard was clearly enjoying the treatment; his eyes were glazed over, and his mouth was leaned towards one side and his tongue stuck out clumsily. Light smoke billowed out from his nose, and the gentle rise and fall of his chest told the two that he was now completely comfortable. The hesitation, and the apprehension that held him earlier were no longer in effect. To Wick, he was in a state of bliss.

Gilbert on the other hand took note of the tight knots that hid underneath Wick's skin. Slowly and surely, he undid the knots, helping the Charizard feel more loose. But it left him wondering. "Hey Ahnik?"

At this point, the green lizard was making his way lower, following an imaginary happy trail that led to the Charizard's round abdomen. "Yeah?"

"Did the file mention anything about this guy's trainer being a pro or something?"

The lizard thought for a moment. He drew circles on the Charizard's belly, earning him a light giggle from the pokemon. "No, I don't think so." He glanced at Gilbert. "You noticed the knots too, huh?"

"I did," Gilbert responded, making his way lower as well. "This type of thing is normal for pokemon who'd be battling very often. But if Wick here isn't the type to be in fights..." The statement hung in the air, the two breeders taking a moment to collect their thoughts. Eventually Gilbert let out a thoughtful hum as he then said, "maybe I'm just overthinking things."

"Could be," Ahnik answered. "But if there's one thing for sure, Wick clearly likes this a lot."

Wick's cock was impressive, standing semi-erect and clearly wanting attention. The sheer size and weight of it made it point down, resting at the side of his thigh. Gilbert almost mistook it for Wick's tail, as it was just as thick as the appendage. The cockhead was covered by the Charizard's foreskin, and pre was already visibly leaking from the ends of the skin. His two hefty balls were swollen, engorged to the size of oversized oranges. A slight drool escaped Gilbert's lips. He reached out to give it a tender tap.

Wick audibly whimpered, his hips thrusting lightly forward.

"Don't worry, big guy, that's what we're here for. We're going to help you empty those balls," Ahnik responded.

As Ahnik continued the rub down, Gilbert went ahead and began to work on Wick's cock. The large member gave him tunnel vision as it encompassed his entire point of view. The light yellow colored skin glistened as the pre dripped down from it. Gilbert reached forward and closed his fist around the throbbing appendage. His fingers could barely touch each other, only emphasizing how girthy it really was. With a gentle force, he pulled down the foreskin. A low growl escaped Wick's mouth, and he let out a satisfied huff.

"Like music to my ears," Ahnik commented, joining Gilbert at his position. The mushroom like tip revealed itself to the both of them, a bead of pre sitting pretty at the slit. Ahnik leaned forward to give the cock head a tender kiss. Wick jerked a little, the sensations wracking his body. His heavy balls bounced a little, and Gilbert stuck his out to massage them. The two continued with their actions, each in sync with what the other was doing.

Ahnik used his mouth to caress the quickly hardening cock, running tongue down from the tip and all the way to the bottom. Gilbert on the other hand, suckled on one of the hanging balls like it was the biggest candy he ever put in his mouth. His taste buds tingle, the taste of the Charizard attacking his mouth; it was earthy, bitter, if a tinge of sweetness all mixed in. It was an acquired taste--a taste breeders like him were quite used to, and if anything, hungered for it. His jaw was stretched as wide as possible, spit even leaked from the sides of his mouth. It was all in an effort to savor the pokemon's balls.

The Charizard was in a world of his own. His eyes threatened to roll to the back of his skull. He mewled like a kitten, uncharacteristic for a pokemon as large and imposing as he was. But anyone would have been reduced to their knees if they were subjected to the service of the two breeders. Ahnik swirled his tongue over cock tip, planting kisses wherever he could. The smell of a pokemon wanting to breed wafted into his nostrils. Wick's hormones were truly off the charts.

Gilbert decided to go further. A lewd pop signalled the disconnection between him and Wick's balls. The white puffin this time focused on the cute pink pucker under those balls that winked tantalizingly at him. Without any hesitation, he leaned forward and stuck his tongue out. He tenderly licked it, practically giving Wick a sloppy kiss. The pokemon was momentarily taken out of his haze, the foreign sensation giving him a jolt. He spread his legs outward in response, clearly liking the feeling. Not missing a beat, Gilbert continued forward, openly making out with Wick's backside. The concentration of musk was far stronger at this region of the pokemon's nethers. The taste too was amplified further. Gilbert's prehensile tongue violated Wick's backside, spreading him easily and sloppily making a mess of the pokemon's back entrance. At this point, Wick jolted from side to side, the combined sensations overwhelming him. Ahnik felt the pokemon's cock throb angrily, spewing out a healthy glob of pre. It dropped downwards, landing atop Gilbert's head.

The pink pucker and its surrounding area was coated with Gilbert's saliva, the white puffin making sure no area was left untouched by his mouth. He knew he could do this all day, but judging from the growling and frustrated sounds Wick was mouthing, it was time to get serious. With one last messy kiss, he leaned back, wiping the spit that was dripping from his mouth.

"I'll ride him," Ahnik said commandingly. The lizard's cheeks were flushed red, and his own arousal was fully stiff and erect. The entire situation was a hot one to handle. Gilbert nodded, moving back to give the lizard some space. It took a bit of maneuvering but eventually Ahnik got himself into position. The lizard's tailhole hovering above the pokemon's throbbing cock. With one deep breath, Ahnik gently sat down.

No matter how many times he'd done it, it always felt the same way: tight, stiff, throbbing pressure emanating from his lower half. His legs would momentarily lose sensation, and the feeling of getting torn in half was evident. Ahnik's entire body shook, his comparatively small frame taking the enormous shaft inside of him. Inch by inch, he sank down. Inch by inch, a part of Wick went inside him, and the pokemon struggled to stay still. Hot smoke billowed out of his nostrils. The Charizard had a look of determination, crossed with anger, sexual frustration, and delight.

"Fuck..." Ahnik cursed, his legs shaking. A few precious moments ticked by, and like the pro that he was, the green lizard had his entire ass halfway through Wick's thick cock. "Holy fuck," he said through gritted teeth. A bump was becoming evident through Ahnik's belly.

Gilbert marvelled at his superior's handiwork. "You going to go balls deep or...?"

Ahnik chuckled lightly. "Of course. That's the fun part." With another deep breath, he lowered himself even further, inches of the pokemon's cock disappearing into his tight tailhole. The two moaned in unison, and Gilbert could visibly see Wick's cock throb in response. Not wanting to be left out of the fun, he decided to get on his knees and kiss the pokemon's exposed balls. The combination of the two breeder's actions left the Charizard breathless. Wick gripped the bed sheets as tightly as possible, doing his best to restrain himself. The look on his face told Ahnik that he desperately wanted to fuck him. Who wouldn't? With the way Ahnik was masterfully squeezing the pokemon's cock, it would have been hard to resist.

A few precious seconds ticked by, and Ahnik made it to the throbbing length's base. Like a magic trick, the big cock disappeared. "There we go," Ahnik muttered under his breath, feeling completely and utterly full. Not skipping a beat, he used his legs to steady himself briefly before ultimately standing up again. A slick, lewd, and sloppy sound followed as the pokemon's cock grinded against his tight ass, desperately clinging onto him in an effort to keep him in place. Gilbert was beneath all of this, watching the action unfold. He suckled on one of Wick's balls, playfully tossing it back and forth in his mouth. He watched as Ahnik's ass rose upwards, revealing more of Charizard's swollen cock.

Wick howled uncharacteristically. Whatever kept him mum throughout the entire ordeal had loosen its grasp on him and it was all fair game. He reared his head backwards, resting it on the bed's headboard. A light flash of fire escaped from his maw as the pleasure wracked his entire body. With one deep breath, Ahnik reached the tip of the pokemon's cock and momentarily hovered there. He adjusted his footing slightly, before going back down again. At this point Gilbert's cock was hard as a rock, and the hole winking in front of him was tantalizing. Standing up, he aligned himself and pushed forward. The slick hole he had prepared earlier easily accommodated him, sliding in with no problem whatsoever. Wick's hole felt warm, soft, and tight--just the way Gilbert preferred it. He soon followed Ahnik's lead and began to fuck the pokemon. The Charizard was being serviced on both ends.

A rhythm soon began to form.

Gilbert was down below, his hips going back and forth as he fucked the large pokemon. Above him, Ahnik was in full control. Like a piston going up and down, the green lizard's body became one with the Charizard's cock. The bed rocked under the weight of the people on it. The floorboards creaked. Wick's head rested on the headboard, the pokemon in a state of sexual bliss. His eyes had glazed over, and his tongue was lolling out. Light smoke was escaping from his nostrils, and what amounted to a purring sound came from his chest. With each thrust, Gilbert loved how Wick's ass jiggled. The firm, yet soft circular globes bounced with each hit, feeling amazing to hit against. The white puffin felt the pokemon's ass clench around him, the erect cock visibly throbbing in front of him. It disappeared once again as Ahnik's ass came sliding down.

Ahnik cursed under his breath. "Fuck, this boy is big."

"You should feel his ass," Gilbert commented, leaning forward to go balls deep again. His balls ended up kissing Wick's backside. "It's amazing."

"Oh yeah?" Ahnik responded, his voice beginning to sound slurred. Pre leaked from the corners of his ass, dripping down below. He took a sharp intake of breath, steadying himself as another throb from the pokemon's cock hit him where it mattered. He looked like he wanted to say something, but the amount of pleasure hitting him was making hard to say so.

Gilbert meanwhile was making a good pace. In and out he went, each beat of his heart accompanied by a thrust into Wick's loving hole. Admittedly, he'd been looking forward to this all day. He was unable to take care of business the night prior, so a good hole was what he needed to help relieve the tension he had inside of him. Hips rocking back and forth, his balls made contact with Wick's ass cheeks each time he went in. He swore he could feel the Charizard clamp around his ass reflexively with each thrust. Wick was probably loving all of this. With the way the pokemon loudly mewled before them, it wasn't hard to imagine so. Gilbert varied his thrusts at random intervals. At one point he was going balls deep, making sure to reach as deep as his length would allow. At others, he was rocking like a piston; back and forth, in and out, he went as fast as a racing car, to as slow as a gentle lover. He wanted to show Wick a good time.

The sexual energy in the room was unprecedented. But Wick was the first to explode. Without warning, he erupted. Like a dam being opened, white hot cum gushed out him and exited straight into the green lizard's backside. Warmth immediately radiated from within Ahnik's lower half, his body struggling to contain the foreign liquid. The sheer volume of it proved too much for him to handle, the excess liquid leaking down his thighs.

"Holy fuck!" Gilbert cried out. The resulting orgasm made Wick's hole tighten around his cock like a vice. It milked him for all he was worth. The tightness and pressure was too much for him to handle, making him reach his climax. He ejaculated into the pokemon's hole, filling him with hot cum.

Ahnik was himself in a state of bliss. He himself climaxed, his cock ejaculating cum onto Wick's chest. Streaks of white stained the Charizard's upper half. Ahnik collapsed soon after on Charizard, the breeder utterly spent and exhausted. Gilbert felt his legs tremble under his weight, threatening to collapse under him. He had to grab the bed to steady himself. The orgasm wracked his body, and he needed a moment to regain his composure. Neither of them spoke for a few seconds. Just heavy breaths, panting, with Wick breathing rather heavily. His balls visibly sagged, still looking full, but no longer swollen like before.

It was a sign of a job well done.

"So Wick," Ahnik said, looking up at the Charizard. "Did you like that?" he asked rhetorically.

The pokemon looked back at him with the most satisfied look it could muster. He then leaned forward and licked Ahnik's right cheek. "I'll take that as a yes!" Ahnik responded. The pokemon's tongue was tickling him.

Wick slowly pulled out, a wet, lewd, sloppy sound filling his ears. He shivered with each movement, his cock being sensitive that it was. Like a cork being unplugged, a small stream of cum began to dribble out of the pokemon's ass, and onto the floor below. Gilbert felt his chest swell a little at looking at his handiwork. Wick's ass winked at him, in time with the pokemon's heartbeat. Gilbert smiled and leaned forward giving the hole a tender kiss. "You have an amazing ass, Wick."

Ahnik eventually got off the Charizard, his ass feeling battered and bruised. Hot pokemon cum dripped down the side of his legs, and the green lizard momentarily took a moment to collect himself. All the squatting he did was making his thighs sore. Wick on the other hand was lying on the bed, clearly drifting off to sleep. Before long, a light snore was audibly coming from him.

"How rude," Gilbert lightly commented. "He didn't even see us out the door, let alone help clean up."

Ahnik chuckled, grabbing one of the nearby towels and wiping away the cum. "If there's one thing I'm grateful for, at least pokemon cum is good for your skin."

Gilbert glanced at him, noting the look of the green lizard's scales. "Is that why your scales look extra shinier than other lizards'?" He then glanced at his own feathers. "They work for feathers too, right?"

"I think in your case, you have to eat the cum."

Gilbert glanced at the pokemon that was sleeping. Charizard had rolled to his side, his cock becoming flaccid but still visibly impressive. It was resting on Wick's thigh, and his balls sagging slightly. Strings of his cum was lightly dripping down to the bed. "Maybe with the other pokemon," Gilbert said. "I'd rather not wake him."

Ahnik shrugged. "In any case, let's get cleaned up."

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"So, Ahnik, do you have any pokemon of your own?"

The two were in the locker room. The shower was running and water flowed down their bodies. Wick's cum dripped down onto the tiled floor, before being washed away into the drain. Ahnik reached towards the side to grab the bottle of body wash. "Not really," he answered. "Never really thought of myself as a trainer; I do work as a breeder after all."

Gilbert began to lather up his feathers with the body wash as well. "Well, what I mean is, do you want to have a pokemon? Not really for training or battling, but as a friend to have around."

The green lizard stood there for a moment, letting the water wash away the suds on his scales. "If you put it like that, then I guess I do," he said, nodding. "I've always wanted one." He then paused for a moment before continuing, "personally, I'd love to have any of the guests we have here, but you know, they have owners."

"Can I ask why?"

"Why what?"

"Why the guests here in particular? That seems oddly specific," Gilbert asked, his brow raising.

Ahnik held off for a moment. "Well, you know...they're..." He seemed like he was having trouble coming up with the right words. Then a thought crossed Gilbert's mind that seemed like a good guess.

"It's because they have big cocks, isn't it?"

The green lizard looked visibly flustered. "Hey, I'll have you know that a big cock isn't everything!" He tried to come up with the words to counter Gilbert's question but found himself faltering. "...yeah, you're right," he answered, caving in. "I like the pokemon here because they have big cocks. I'm a slut and proud of it."

A smile tugged at the corner of Gilbert's lips. "I know the feeling." He turned the valve, turning off the shower. "Once you go pokemon, it's kind of hard to go back."

Ahnik nodded wholeheartedly. "Exactly. Only 2XL breeders like us would understand."

The white puffin walked towards the side and grabbed a towel to dry off. "Who's the next guest, anyway?"

"Lugia," Ahnik responded.

As if on cue, the speakers in the room spoke up. "Paging Ahnik, and Gilbert; paging Ahnik and Gilbert. Please go to the Back Desk as soon as you can. Thank you."

The two glanced at each other, and nodded. The two didn't waste any time as they quickly headed to see what the fuss was about. Sam was at the Back Desk, looking a bit frustrated. "Sam?" Ahnik called out. "What is it?"

"Oh thank goodness," she replied, now looking relieved. "It's the Lugia."

"What about him?"

"I had one of the staff prepare the vacant suite for Lugia but it looks like he got out of his Pokeball. The staff's fine, but Lugia's in there and he's not exactly calm," the tabby cat answered."

Ahnik paused for a moment to think. "We have Sea Incense right?" Ahnik asked.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, we do. Why?"

"It'll help calm Lugia," Gilbert answered. "Normally, it's used for breeding certain species, but it's good as a relaxant for certain water types."

"Oh, I see." She then knelt to her knees and began checking the drawers below. "I know it's around here somewhere." It took her a moment but eventually saw what she was looking for. She then stood back up, handing over the container. "Here, take this."

"Thank you," Gilbert answered. It was surprisingly light given its size. It was a small circular pod with a hole at the top and a button on the front. Gilbert could feel the mixture inside sloshing when he shook it slightly.

"Just slide that into the room and you're good to go." Sam's eyes flickered to the right, watching the room monitors. "You two better get to it, Lugia looks like he's done tearing up the bed pillows out of frustration."

Ahnik and Gilbert took that as their cue to leave. The two went over to the room in question, and walked in. The supply closet shook a little as Lugia rattled the walls. Through the one way glass, the breeders were both able to see just how frustrated Lugia was. A raging erection was swinging between his legs, his balls swollen to the size of tennis balls. A lot of pent up frustration was left unchecked, and it was obvious to see why the Lugia was acting the way it was. Ahnik took the Sea Incense and slid it into the designated slot near the door. With the press of a button, the machine whirred to life, spraying the ocean smelling scent everywhere. The ventilation quickly picked it up, and began spraying it into the room. It took a moment for the effect to set in, but when it did, Lugia paused. He then began to sniff around, wondering where the scent was coming from.

"Come on," Ahnik said as he began to untie the bathroom robe he was wearing. "Let's go." Gilbert followed suit, hanging his bathrobe on one of the hangers. Ahnik walked towards the door panel and hovered his hand on it. "You ready?"

"Ready."

Ahnik then pressed the button, and the door slid open. Immediately, the more concentrated scent of the sea incense wafted in, and it assaulted Ahnik and Gilbert's senses. Smelling it gave Gilbert the sense that he was at the ocean. Like a salty sea breeze, it tasted tang and bitter, and all the more appropriate given its name. The two carefully walked in, doing their best not to aggravate the Lugia. The room was a complete mess. Cotton was everywhere as the pillows were torn apart by the pokemon. There were some scratching on the wallpaper, and the mattress on the pillows lay scattered on the floor haphazardly. The Lugia was resting on the bed, the frame creaking slightly under his weight. He immediately noticed their presence, and looked up. He turned his head towards them, eyeing them like a predator to its prey.

For a few tense moments, Gilbert's mind wondered if they were in any genuine sort of danger. Being in a cramped room with a powerful, and not to mention frustrated, pokemon like Lugia would make any trainer--any person--normally run out of the room screaming. They'd be in danger of getting hurt after all. But then as quickly as the thought came, Gilbert's training as a breeder kicked in.

No, they weren't in danger of getting hurt.

The only danger they'd be in was getting...

Lugia stood up. In a flash of movement that was seemingly impossible for someone of his size, the blue colored pokemon lunged at the two of them. Ahnik managed to move out of the way, but it was Gilbert who was effectively hit by the large pokemon. The two crashed onto the floor, in a tangled mess of bodies. Ahnik was obviously concerned for his coworker. "Gilbert!" he cried out. "Are you okay?"

Underneath the large pokemon came Gilbert's voice. "I'm alright!"

Ahnik breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good to hear." That was when he got a good look of what exactly was going on.

Thankfully enough, Gilbert wasn't in any danger of being crushed under the large pokemon. The Lugia had maneuvered himself to perfectly pin the breeder between his legs, only lightly using his weight to keep him underneath him. What really stood out to Ahnik was the large imposing boner that rested on Gilbert. It practically drooled precum on his chest, lathering up the breeder's feathers. It was large, imposing, and loomed over the breeder menacingly. The Lugia was grinding his hips slightly, moving them back and forth. His balls swung beneath, lightly brushing up Gilbert's comparatively smaller peen.

It seemed clear what the Lugia was after.

"I'm going to get some lube," Ahnik said. "You help Cytus with his big problem."

"Cytus?"

Ahnik shrugged. "I figured it fits." The green lizard then walked away from view, presumably to get the bottle of lube he mentioned. Gilbert's view then focused back onto Lugia, or Cytus. The legendary pokemon was swinging his hips, his big cock grinding against Gilbert's own.

Gilbert reached out, his free hand wrapping itself against the legendary's throbbing member. "Hey there, big guy," he cooed. "Looks like you need some help." The pokemon glanced at him curiously, before ultimately letting out a sigh of relief when Gilbert started stroking him.

However, Cytus wasn't interested in a handy. He wanted to fuck, and he wanted to fuck badly. With a grunt, he moved backwards slightly, Gilbert's grip on his cock slipping. It confused the breeder for a bit, but the Lugia's intentions were made clear when he aligned his cock onto his hole and began to thrust forward. "Whoa," Gilbert responded, "okay, let's just jump right into it."

The Lugia growled in affirmation. Thankfully enough, Ahnik came back at that moment. "I have the lube." He glanced at Lugia was paying him no heed at the moment. "Uh, Cytus," he called out. The Pokemon's eyes flickered briefly, before turning to look at Gilbert again. It seemed that he was more interested in the white puffin. "I'm just going to put this on your cock."

"Can you hand me some?" Gilbert asked. "I need to put some on my ass."

Ahnik squeezed the bottle tightly, a healthy amount dripping onto Lugia's throbbing cock. The pokemon shivered slightly, no doubt the liquid feeling cool against his hot member. The green lizard smiled as he practically massaged it onto the pokemon's cock, hearing the light purrs coming from the pokemon in response. He then handed the bottle over to Gilbert who took it appreciatively. Using some finesse, Gilbert got some lube on his hands and began to spread them as much as he could onto his ass. The cool liquid made him shiver in response, but he quickly controlled his breathing. His training for being a breeder was kicking in, and the first thing he needed was proper body control.

But Lugia wasn't willing to wait.

He lightly brushed Ahnik to the side, making the green lizard back off. He lined himself up with Gilbert's waiting hole, and began to push inwards. At that moment, Gilbert swore he saw stars. The initial entry was always the most challenging, and it required the most concentration. It felt like he was going to be split in two. His lower half lost all feeling of sensation, and Gilbert gasped for air as a massive pressure began to emanate from below him. Ahnik carefully watched from the side, making sure to jump in if things got too hasty. He reached down and began to fondle Cytus's balls, the dangling orbs swollen and filled to the brim with pokemon cum.

"Fuck..." Gilbert breathed out through gritted teeth. A bulge was beginning to form on his abdomen, as the pokemon sinked in further.

"You holding up fine?" Ahnik asked out loud, glancing Gilbert. The puffin was taking deep breaths, his face contorted.

"...I am..." he answered. Gilbert closed his eyes, feeling another inch go into him. At this point, half of Cytus was buried in him. He was definitely bigger than Wick, that was for sure. "He's just...wow...really...big!"

Ahnik glanced down and saw Cytus going deeper and deeper into the white puffin. It briefly made him wonder where it was all going, but then he realized that Gilbert was a fellow 2XL certified breeder, and this was the proof of it all. He was working with a fellow pro. If anything, Ahnik was jealous. A certain itch came from his ass, and he felt himself becoming envious of the white puffin. If anything he wanted to be the one being rammed by the Lugia instead of his colleague.

Eventually, Cytus went balls deep, effectively sinking everything he had into Gilbert. Cytus had a toothy smile on his face, his eyes completely glazed over. An imprint of the pokemon's cock was plainly visible on the white puffin's chest. After taking a moment to regain his composure, Cytus then began to pull out. Gilbert was nearly dragged backwards, given how his entire body clung so tightly to the pokemon's cock. Ahnik quickly moved towards the front, grabbing hold of Gilbert to prevent him from sliding backwards. A slick, lewd pop reverberated as Lugia pulled out completely, before quickly diving back in.

Gilbert let out a sharp gasp of breath as the Lugia went back in, the sensation of fullness and pressure fully returning. Ahnik held his coworker down to prevent him from sliding due to the power in Lugia's thrusts. "Fucking hell!" Gilbert cried out, feeling Lugia ram him strongly. This pokemon was rougher lover compared to Wick earlier. But amidst it all, Gilbert found the domineering aspect enticing. He wasn't one to shy away from roughness. Eventually, his body got used to the size ramming him, and began to morph the jolts of pain into pleasure. Cytus's size perfectly him where it mattered and before long, Gilbert himself was enjoying what was happening.

"Fucking hell...this feels..." Each thrust had his body shaking, and it was only with Ahnik holding him down that was preventing him from sliding back and forth. "This feels amazing..." he said in between thrusts.

"You're making me jealous," Ahnik responded, watching the Lugia put his back into it. The pokemon's oversized balls swung back and forth like a pendulum aiming to hypnotize anyone who was looking at it. It was banging against Gilbert's half, the sound of skin hitting against skin evident in the room. Cytus grunted with each thrust, the pokemon happy as can be with what he was doing. Without warning, Gilbert cried out as his entire body was wracked with pleasure. His body tried and failed to clamp down on the pokemon who didn't even notice his partner had reached climax.

Gilbert's cock throbbed painfully, spurting cum wildly. Some landed on the puffin's chest, and one incredibly powerful spurt hit Ahnik's cheeks. The smell of sex, cum and sweat permeated the air as the rutting continued. Cytus was far more active than the Charizard, and Ahnik wondered if he was far more pent up than the former. It definitely sure seemed like it.

Cytus continued aggressively, his thrusts increasing in pace and slowly becoming erratic. Gilbert on the other hand, was a complete mess. Pleasure wracked his entire body. Now sensitive from just recently climaxing, every hit Cytus gave him was seemingly amplified tenfold. His own cock bounced back and forth, being jostled by the Lugia's movements. He was still at half mast amidst the explosive climax. Ahnik could only stand and watch as Lugia practically had his way with the breeder, clearly releasing all the pent up frustration he had inside of him.

The Lugia was growling to himself, a glazed look in his eye with what seemed like a lustful grin. His tongue lolled out, mirroring Gilbert's who looked out of it at this point. His hands gripped the bedsheets. At this point, he was just here for the ride. In and out, back and forth he went, Cytus's thrusts slowly devolved into an erratic pace. With the way he was grunting, and how his balls swelled, it was clear that he was nearing his end. Eventually, he reached his end, roaring loudly.

It was like a raging river. He ejaculated straight into the Gilbert's now well worn backside, filling him instantly to the brim with white hot pokemon cum. The sheer volume of it was excessive, some leaking instantly outwards. It spilled onto the mattress, and began to drip onto the floor. Gilbert immediately felt himself bloat, the lewd squelching still audible as amidst the climax, the pokemon never stopped his thrusts. Like a wild animal, he was unable to escape the control of his inner instincts.

Eventually, the ropes of cum came to an end, and Cytus finally stopped climaxing. It seemed like it lasted for five minutes nonstop. At the end of it all, the pokemon's cum had pooled by the end of the mattress, looking more like spilled hot milk. Unceremoniously, Cytus tipped over, dazed, exhausted, and wanting nothing more than to sleep. He flopped atop Gilbert who struggled under the large pokemon.

"A-Ahnik!"

"Got it."

With the help of the green lizard, Gilbert pushed Cytus towards the side and rolled him over to his back. A light snore emanated from the pokemon, signaling his deep slumber. It took a moment for Gilbert to catch his breath. "Cytus really is a fitting nickname for him."

Ahnik raised his brow. "What makes you say that?"

"He's a big lug, that's what he is," Gilbert commented. As if hearing the two talk about him, the Lugia reached outwards and wrapped his free hand around Gilbert's waist. He then pulled him closer to him, surprising the white puffin.

"I think he likes you," Ahnik answered.

"Oh you big lug."

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The rest of the day consisted of the two breeders working their ass off--quite literally. Unfortunately, Chron the Aggron; Wick the Charizard; and Cytus, the Lugia were the only XL pokemon they had for the day. But that did not mean Ahnik and Gilbert did not enjoy working with the other comparatively smaller pokemon. At one point, they were joined once again by Roy and the three breeders were in the same room attending to their respective Pokemons.

"Still, I'm amazed you managed to handle Lugia so well," Roy remarked. To his side was a mewling Lucario, biting his lips. Roy's free hand was gently stroking the pokemon's length, and this in turn made the Lucario whimper softly. "Normally five badges wouldn't be even close to taming such a legendary pokemon." The Lucario next to him let out a soft sigh, and Roy felt the pokemon's cock throb in his hands. "He must like you," Roy added, looking back at Gilbert.

Gilbert was propped up on a pillow, using his hands to steady himself. Behind him was a Pangoro, grunting heavily and was rhythmically pounding his hips on the puffin's backside. Gilbert rocked back and forth with every thrust. "Yeah...you could...say that." The puffin closed his eyes for a bit and took a deep breath. "Ohh, he's really getting in there...oof!" The Pangoro behind him had his tongue out, a look of glee on his face. His balls slammed against Gilbert's rump, the heavy orbs aiming to leave a mark. The Pangoro even went so far to slap Gilbert's backside with his free hand, seemingly marvelling at the amazing piece of ass he was fucking. "But maybe it's my...oh man...natural charm!" Gilbert managed to squeak out, his voice trailing as the Pangoro began to pound him harder.

Roy chuckled. "With an ass like that? I'm not surprised." The Lucario beside him was gripping the cushions tightly, visibly doing his best to hold back. His entire frame was shaking. Roy leaned forward, stroking the Lucario's cheeks. "It's okay, just let it out," he cooed. The Lucario's cheeks blushed a crimson red. He then howled, as his cock ejaculated hot white pokemon cum on the dragon's hand. Roy smiled to himself, watching the lewd display in front of him. It made quite a mess, even going so far to paint the Lucario's chest white. The Lucario's breaths were hot and heavy, and he ended up resting his head on the dragon's shoulders. His eyes however were directed towards the dragon's stiff boner that remained unattended. He ended up glancing at Roy, making the dragon wonder what the pokemon was thinking. "What is it?" Roy asked.

The Lucario motioned towards his stiff boner, and Roy smiled. "Go right ahead."

As Roy proceeded to get a blowjob by a thirsty Lucario, he looked ahead and watched as Ahnik get pounded once again by Chron. The horny aggron's balls were filled to the brim once more, and were in dire need of emptying. Ahnik was bouncing on the aggron's big cock, and was having the time of his life. "You doing okay over there, Ahnik?" Roy asked.

"I'm perfectly...okay! YES!" he cried out, holding on tightly as Chron wrapped his arms around him and began to fuck him senselessly. "Fuck, you really love my ass, don't you?"

The Aggron responded with a dominant growl. The chorus and whimsical sounds of sex filled the room, as the three breeders attended to their respective guest.

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The next day came and it started out just like any other day. Gilbert checked in, and got his things sorted out in the locker. Ahnik was in the cafeteria, enjoying a sandwich, and Roy was with him drinking a glass of orange juice.

"Good morning," Gilbert greeted. The two returned the pleasantries and the white puffin helped himself to a box of cookies they had on the table. As the three prepared themselves for today's proceedings, Sam came into the room holding a tablet.

"Oh hey Sam," Roy greeted her. Seeing the concerned look she had on her face, the dragon then asked. "What's up? Did something happen?"

"Yeah," she responded. "Remember that guy that dropped off those Pokemon? The Charizard and the Lugia?"

Ahnik and Gilbert perked up, listening intently. Roy nodded. "Yeah, what about him?"

She then handed him the tablet she was reading from. In it was a news report about said trainer; it showed a picture of a sleazy looking weasel with a matching black suit and dress pants. Roy read the article aloud. "A wanted criminal was spotted once again in the Galar Region; Leonard, known for Pokemon Trafficking, was last seen roaming the area. Authorities advise that anyone who sees the individual to contact them immediately."

"So what does this mean?" Gilbert curiously asked.

"Well, his custody of the Charizard and the Lugia is now revoked. The Daycare is temporarily their owners until we find them new suitable trainers." Sam then sighed. "Which is going to be a bit of a problem because those two are notorious for being quite picky. They don't exactly listen to just about anyone."

At this point, Gilbert and Ahnik glanced at one another, a thought forming in their heads. Gilbert then asked, "does it have to be a trainer? The one that takes them in?"

Sam shook his head. "Not necessarily; we look for trainers because trainers are the only ones with enough expertise to handle pokemon; it's especially important in this circumstance. But it can be actually anyone."

Roy then thought for a moment. "Why don't you two take them in? You two have the best rapport with them out of anyone. Besides, I don't think those two pokemon would listen to any trainers given how badly they must have been treated by Leonard."

Gilbert smiled. "You know, I like the sound of that."

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**Author's Notes:

OH SNAP!

Here I go writing again!

Hey guys! It's the blue dragon with the blue balls, back once again to present to you with another faptastic story.

This time I got commissioned by my good friend, Ahnik. He wanted me to write this pokemon smut fic, and I think it turned out well. He and I enjoyed it, and I hope you guys too. Working with Pokemon was admittedly nice, and the challenge of having a character not really be able to speak was an interesting one, that's for sure.

This is a bit of a long one, so you guys better buckle up, because this story isn't going to hold its punches.**