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Though lively, the woods were typically a fairly quiet place overall. Even when there was some activity with an animal or a Pokémon or such, it was limited to one spot and one could easily avoid the epicenter. Loud cries typically got swallowed up in the foliage, tempered to a great degree by the time they reached anywhere where one might be to worry about it. And what sounds did penetrate through were fairly familiar, feral sounds that were easily identified and their threat level easily assessed. As a result, it was generally easy to know what could be ignored and what couldn't be.

So when there was a completely unfamiliar and very LOUD sound breaking through the tranquility of the forest, that demanded investigation. And this day the task fell upon Hryssar Kulazak.

The green, feathery anthro raptor muttered to himself as he stepped over the gnarled roots and around the thorny bushes in pursuit of the source of the clamor that had disrupted his village. Of course it had to be deep in there, where it wasn't easy to get to, no trails or even clear paths to the place where they thought it had come from. Even as nimble as he was, it wasn't an easy trek; fortunately, he was familiar with having to step lightly. Still, avoiding catching some of his plumage on thorns or branches was a tall order, especially the deep green feathers which hung longer off his arms and legs and upon his head.

So far there didn't seem to be anything around, at least nothing that was out of the ordinary - whatever had made that sound didn't seem to have adversely affected anything closer by. There was a temptation to just go back and report that everything seemed fine, but Hryssar knew that that probably wouldn't fly with his kin - they would want to know what specifically made the noise, not how other creatures responded to it. Even though there was a good chance he wasn't even going to find out, whatever it was might as well be long gone by now...

His eyes did catch something, though. Nothing he could fully understand, but...something was unusual ahead. There was a spot where things got a bit brighter ahead, the sun cutting through the trees more than in most areas of the forest. Maybe his eyes were tricking him, but the air there seemed to have an unusual waviness to it, like one might see on a very hot day or over a roaring fire. Perhaps that was where the peculiarity had come from? Though, there was nothing else there that suggested any threat. Perhaps there would be some tracks when he got there, but Hyrssar felt doubt at that - whatever that noise had been, it didn't sound like an animal.

One of his claws caught a root and sent him falling forward. Fortunately, he managed to grab hold of a vine before hitting the ground, though he winced a bit at the sudden pain in his foot. It likely wouldn't last long, nothing serious, but annoying for as long as that soreness would last. Shaking himself off, he paid more attention to the ground around him, trying to make sure nothing else came up and caught him by surprise. As uneven as the ground was here, that proved to be quite important in keeping himself upright - there were roots all over the place here that stuck out far more than they should.

This attentiveness to the ground was what allowed him to catch sight of the two spheres bathed in sunlight through that opening in the trees. The glint off of them almost blinded him momentarily until he got to the right angle. Hryssar stepped closer, looking down at them curiously. They were strange contraptions, red and white, hard and looking like they were metallic. He'd seen something like them before, the occasional traveler encountering their village would have belts with these on them...some people who'd seen the travelers use them called them magic cages for Pokémon. That made little sense to Hryssar, they seemed far too small to be holding any but the very smallest of Pokémon, but he'd never gotten to look at one close up so maybe there was something he was missing.

The raptor looked around. He was in that spot where the air was a bit wavy...it didn't feel hotter, but there was a heaviness in the air, it definitely felt like something had just happened. There were no tracks around, just as he'd sort of figured, and nor was there any sign of one of those travelers who these little balls might have belonged to. Maybe he could use them? He didn't really know how to, but if they really did do things to Pokémon, perhaps that would be helpful for the village...the Pokémon around here didn't want anything to do with Hryssar's tribe, and it was a rather unpleasant competition between them and any Pokémon who came too close, as they tended to hunt the same prey. Maybe he could make some of them help out with these things.

If he knew how to use them...

He picked one of them up and looked at it. It looked like it came apart, there was a little seam where it seemed like it could separate...but trying to pull it open didn't yield any results. He tried getting his claws in the seam, but he couldn't really get any purchase. He tried the other, with no better luck; in frustration, he tried biting into it to get a better grip, but his teeth couldn't hold well onto the surface. They didn't even make a mark on the balls, which was surprising - these must have been pretty strong to not even have a scratch on them after all that. But that only made him want to get into them more. Maybe throwing them would work? He picked them both up, planning to hurl them at a tree trunk to see if they'd break then...by total chance, one finger on each hand managed to press the white button on the center that he hadn't really taken any notice of.

The bright flash made Hryssar yelp, fall backwards, and scramble against a tree with his eyes closed tight. It was brief, but it was harsh, making him fear the worst, that he'd done something that would get him in trouble or ever kill him...but nothing happened. He opened his eyes nervously, and then they shot open wide. There were two creatures standing there now! They hadn't been there before...they were utterly unfamiliar to Hryssar, but they looked at least kind of like Pokémon. One was a big green lizard with a very bushy tail, almost like it was a tree or shrub of some kind, and some big round yellow pods on its back. The other was a tall, lean, blue and black reptile with smooth skin and lanky limbs and a long tail, as well as a frill on its head that looked almost like a fin, shaped not too unlike Hryssar's but definitely not feathery.

"Oy...that's a rude awakening." The green one had a deeper, weary voice, and was rubbing its head like it was in pain. "I forgot why I hated those things..."

"I think there's more to worry about than that, Kale," replied the blue, with a smoother, silkier voice that was tinged with concern. "I think Hoopa fucked us bad...none of this looks familiar. Knew we shouldn't have pissed them off..."

"Not like we were trying to. Yeah, none of this plant life is anything like the stuff I'm familiar with. We're in a part of the world I've never seen before..."

"Or a different world entirely."

"Oh, jeez, Fisher, don't say that. That's beyond 'fucked us' territory."

"I know, but it has to be said...we know Hoopa has that power. So now we need to figure out what the situation is..."

The two creatures started to look around, and only then did they see the awestruck raptor staring at them from his spot on the ground. "Oh! Hello, there," the blue one stated, sounding like he was trying to be friendly. "What kind of Pokémon are you?"

Hryssar managed to snap out of it enough to speak. "I...I'm not a Pokémon! I'm a raptor!"

The blue and green exchanged looks. "Raptor? Aren't those Pokémon?" asked the green.

"You're thinking of STAraptor. And this guy doesn't look anything like that."

"You sure? He's pretty bird-like, has all those feathers...maybe it's a regional variant?"

The blue one shook his head. "He looks more like an Archeops. And he said he wasn't a Pokémon, anyway, what Pokémon would say that? Besides, don't you get the sense that he's not one of us?"

The green one turned back to Hryssar, looking him up and down. "...Yeah, you're right. He doesn't give off that vibe...bloody hell." He let out a deep groan. "Either there's a lot I didn't know about our world, or we're DEFINITELY not on it anymore."

"Well, maybe we'll get lucky and it'll turn out this was just another place we didn't know about," said the blue in a tone to try to reassure. "In any event, don't worry about it too much...we'll figure something out."

"Ugh...well, moping about it won't fix things, for sure." The green let out a sigh, then looked at Hyrssar. "I guess you're the best option we have to figure out what's going on. What's your name?"

"It's...uh, Hryssar." Hryssar rose up, still feeling a bit wary. The two weren't enormously larger than he was but they were a bit bigger, and they seemed like they were pretty strong based on how they looked - even the wiry blue one gave him the impression that he could pack a punch. "Uh...what...who...are you?"

"I'm Kale...I'm a Sceptile," replied the green. "This one here is Fisher, he's an Inteleon." The blue one nodded at him, giving him a wide smile that felt oddly calm and maybe a touch smug. "We're both Pokémon...you probably had an idea about that already though. I think we're all a touch out of our element here...but I do thank you for getting us out of those Poké Balls. Normally we can remove ourselves, but there were some, ah, shenanigans..."

"Ah!" Hryssar suddenly shouted. "You were in those?! How? You're so big, and they're so small!"

"Uh...well..." Kale seemed a bit out of sorts as he tried to think of how to explain it. "There's a special thing about them...it's, ah..."

"Magic," Fisher suddenly swooped in. "It makes us nice and small by magic so we can stay snugly inside without any trouble. Makes it easy for a trainer to bring us around...though, we technically don't have a trainer, but it works for anyone."

Hryssar's gaze went between the open balls on the ground and the two Pokémon. "Oh, wow...so they really are magic cages..."

Kale frowned at Fisher. "Really?"

Fisher just looked smugly back. "You know the old adage, Kale." He turned his gaze back to Hryssar. "There's more than one use for a Poké Ball, though. They help us rest and recover when we've had a troublesome battle, they can keep us hidden from danger, and they make sure that others can't capture us. Perhaps if we'd had one before, we wouldn't have been trapped in those..."

"Hoopa still woulda tossed us around," Kale remarked.

"True, I think it's not terribly material...maybe he just wanted to make life harder for us."

"So, wait, that means these cages can control you!" Hryssar exclaimed.

"I wouldn't call it quite that simple-" but Fisher's words fell on deaf ears, as Hryssar scrambled for the Poké Balls. However, the raptor couldn't get them to recall either of the Pokémon - mainly because his effort to do so involved him trying to close the ball down on their arms, which earned him nothing but bemused looks from the Sceptile and Inteleon. "I suppose I have to admire your enthusiasm, if nothing else."

Disappointed, Hryssar pulled the balls away. "Oh...I was hoping that would work...did the cages stop working?"

"That's not how you use them," remarked Kale with a sigh. "Though I'm not sure I want to teach you how, if that's your reaction..."

"It's not like we're completely locked up anyway," continued Fisher. "We can come out on our own if we want...usually. This last case was an exception, but I'm sure if you put is back in there, we'd be able to get out anyway. Pokémon aren't bound to obey any trainer, or anyone that isn't."

Hryssar perked up, though not at what Fisher was trying to say. "Trainer? Those are the people with these balls on them! I want to be one! The village would be much better off if we had Pokémon to help us out, rather than fighting us and stealing our food!"

"We are NOT in familiar territory anymore, whether it's our world or not," groaned Kale.

Fisher, however, was not so quick to be downtrodden. "Is that so...hm. Perhaps we can work something out. You see, my friend and I, we're in something of a sticky situation. We aren't supposed to be here...we were thrown here by, let's call them a god, who did not like us interfering in something that was going on. We need to find the, ah, local representative of that god so that we can get back. In order to do so, though, I have a feeling we're going to need someone here to help out, as out-of-placers tend to be a magnet for trouble. Perhaps, in return for your assistance, we can help broker some accord between your people and the local Pokémon that would allow you two to live in peace together, if not even partnership. Your village would get help, you'd get to be a trainer, and we'd get a chance to figure our way back home. It seems like it would benefit us all, no?"

Hryssar had to take a moment to process all that. "I'd have to...leave my village to help you?"

"I imagine so. Of course, we could go on our own and try to find someone else...but you wouldn't be able to be our trainer then. We can't stick around forever, we have things to do and places to be."

The raptor was quiet, feeling a sense of uncertainty come over him. Leaving the only home he'd known would be huge...he didn't really know the world beyond this forest at all. But being a trainer sounded like an incredibly powerful thing, they had Pokémon that could take on great challenges if their stories were to be believed. If he could learn how to do that, who knew what he could do? But was it worth it?

Kale could sense the uncertainty in Hryssar's features, and an idea came to him. Perhaps they could get a little more out of this than just cooperation... "Hey, listen. I'm guessing that's a pretty big decision that you'd have to make, right? You don't have to decide right away. Maybe you need some time to think about it and weigh your options, right?" Hesitantly Hryssar nodded, and Kale grinned at him. "I know we might be asking a lot, it sounds like you're not exactly a traveler. Take some time to make your decision...in the meantime, though, you can get us to help you and your village out in other ways."

"I can? Um, like what?"

"Well, I'm a fan of the ancient method, where there was some more...direct trade-off between Pokémon and trainer. When people wanted partnerships with Pokémon, they would provide them with direct benefits."

Fisher grinned; he could see where this was going, and he liked it. "Indeed, the way to get a Pokémon's help was to give them something they wanted in a more material sense. Some could be swayed with food, others with shelter, and so on. I'm sure you could provide something we would want while you're making your decision."

Hryssar nodded eagerly, his expression lighting up. If what they wanted was food or something, surely he could help with that! "Okay, yeah! That sounds good! What can I do for you, then?"

Kale grinned and stepped up to him, a clawed hand landing on the reptile's shoulder. "Well, I think you can help us...relax a little bit. Maybe you're not vary familiar with Poké Balls, but I think you'll find that some Poké Balls are a little more intuitive than others..."

Hryssar cocked his head. "Huh?"

"I daresay being coy may not work with this one," remarked Fisher with a chuckle as he approached Hryssar as well. "Besides, it's not like he can SEE what you're referring to. We're going to have to show him a little more clearly."

"Hm, I think you're right, Fisher. Maybe it's better if he feels rather than looks, that usually makes it clearer."

The raptor was entirely lost with what they were saying at the moment, and having trouble figuring out how it related to anything that they had been talking about before. He was quickly brought in the loop, though, when the two Pokémon grabbed his hands and brought them down towards their groins, his fingers being made to rub over the slits down there. His face flushed as he suddenly was made aware what they were suggesting...if there was one thing he was familiar with, it was a slit, he had one himself and so did his clanskin. And it wasn't as if he hadn't fooled around with others in that way in his village, he didn't really have any reason to think this was different in any way.

"Heh, I think he's catching on," cackled Kale as he half-used the raptor's hand as a toy for his pleasure, manipulating the digits to push into his slit a bit and get sticky with his fluids. "Wonder if he's used to bending over and lifting that tail...he looks like the kind who would be, kinda twinky frame and all."

"Nonsense, there are plenty of lean and wiry folks who aren't at all submissive," chided Fisher, his voice making no mystery who he was referring to with that remark. "I'd say the bigger key is that he hasn't tried to pull away at all...very nice and willing to go along with things, that's much more of a sign than how he looks." For emphasis, he rubbed Hryssar's hand more firmly along his own slit, making it wetter and slicker with his more watery emissions. "Now, this doesn't seem like a bad way to get our help, does it?"

Blushing harder, Hryssar shook his head. They were pretty forward about it all, and he was sort of caught up in it - the feel of their groins, the rising scent of sex in the air, and the images flashing through his head about what other such things had led to in the past. And he was starting to get turned on himself...his slit was parting without any such contact, the tip of his cock just starting to peek out. He'd never done this sort of thing with a Pokémon, not that any of the ones around would have done anything more than attack him...but it couldn't be that different, could it? And to get their help, even if he didn't go with them, their help might make everything better. If this was all they wanted, surely he could do that much?

As he made no effort to stop their use of his hands, he soon found what he'd be facing coming into the fore. Kale's warm, thick, deep red rod was quite a handful for him as it swelled to its full size. Pointed at the tip, it soon spread out to quite a girth, with thick ridges all the way down the shaft, and the surface was wet and slightly sticky, the fluid coating it somewhat on the thicker side. Fisher's was an enormous contrast - significantly longer than Kale's but far thinner, smooth and unembellished all the way down to the base, much cooler to the touch, deep blue in color, and far slicker. Neither one was at all like what he was familiar with - something much more like his own, which was doing more than just peeking out now, a pink and purple tool with a curved shape, small ridges dotting the length here and there, and a bit of a swell at the base and a ring in the middle.

"Hm hm, I think he's actually enjoying this," Fisher said rather smugly. "But I think our Poké Balls are better tended to with something other than your hands, don't you, Kale?"

"I think you're right...trainers need to know more than one way to use Poké Balls." The Sceptile pulled Hyrssar closer to him, bringing his hands off of their shafts and turning him a bit, making sure his tail was hiking as he held him closer. "You won't mind bending over for me, would you? I think you'll like what's coming...and who'll be coming, as well."

The raptor yipped a bit as he felt Kale's shaft rub up against the base of his tale, smearing his feathers with stickiness. A little shiver went through him...he didn't know why, but he rather liked the little pushes they were giving him. Eventually he managed to give a nod, and Kale brought him down onto all fours, his weight on top of the raptor a little bit but not too much. That was when Hryssar saw that Fisher had sat down, in perfect position so his snout was right above the Inteleon's long dick. "Do mind those teeth of yours...though I'm sure you're experienced enough to know how to avoid ruining someone with them," Fisher remarked languidly.

It was all going a bit fast for Hryssar, but he was trying to catch up. Clearly Fisher wanted him to suck and lick him, that much was obvious, and it didn't seem like it would be that hard...before he could get to it, though, he let out a loud squawk as he felt Kale shove his thick cock into his tailhole. That was way harder and faster than anyone in his village went! Thankfully it didn't really hurt, but the speed at which he was stretched out wasn't tho most comfortable thing in the world. Fortunately, Kale held himself in place after hilting into him, letting him get adjusted. "Whoops...maybe overestimated your experience just a bit," he said with a hint of apology in his voice.

Hryssar needed just a bit to catch his breath...though, the air was pretty heavy with Fisher's slightly swamp musk, since his muzzle was fairly close to the Inteleon's groin. That ended up relaxing him a bit more, somehow it was calming and refreshing to smell that cool scent...he soon leaned in and began to lick at Fisher's tool, his tongue lapping over the cool surface and getting the salty, watery taste on his tongue, with a hint of a heavier flavor as an undertone that was rather appealing. He made sure to be careful with his mouth as requested, not pressing too hard with his jaw to keep his teeth from doing any damage, though they touched here and there gently to add a little bit of extra stimulation to the watery lizard.

Kale didn't stay still for very long, beginning to pull out and buck in at a slow and steady pace into Hryssar's rear. The raptor felt like it was really breaking him open, way thicker than any of his clanskin, but it didn't feel bad at all...once the initial discomfort from the suddenness of the stretch was past, he just felt a pleasant fullness and deep and fulfilling stimulation from that ridged flesh rubbing hard against his inner passages. It felt better by the moment, making him moan and croon out in bliss as he tended to Fisher's tool, his body reflexively clenching around the Sceptile's shaft.

"Ah, mmm...he's quite getting into the spirit of it, isn't he?" Fisher remarked, his voice smooth and amused. "I daresay it's not his first romp with a couple of studly males."

"Nn, d-definitely not..." panted out Kale, gripping tighter as he worked his way in and out faster and more forcefully. One of his hands gripped Hryssar's tail and held tighter to it as he upped the pace, trying to find whatever leverage he could. "Feels really good...ah, yeah, I'm gonna enjoy getting some relief for the first time in a while..."

Hryssar blushed a bit deeper, but didn't stop anything he was doing. They certainly sounded like they were enjoying it, and that meant good things for getting their help later. He started to bob more deeply on the Inteleon's long shaft, letting the tip pierce into his throat here and there, before pulling back and licking and slurping more. Things were getting very wet, there was a lot of precum spurting out, it was pretty constant and made it hard to keep swallowing up, so he didn't try to catch all of it, just slurped up what he could and let the rest fall down onto the bet crotch of Fisher and the ground beneath. The scent of the Inteleon's lust was getting steadily stronger as a result, mildly overpowering the sweeter tones from Kale. His head was fuzzing up now and then when the Sceptile smacked one of his pleasurable spots inside his rear end, making Hryssar add his own fluids to the ground and the puddle forming from Fisher's cast-off pre.

The raptor had gotten into a pretty good rhythm, or so he thought, so he was entirely caught off-guard when he felt something wrap around his neck and pull him down onto Fisher's tool all the way, the full length of the wet shaft entering his muzzle and throat and a gush of cool fluid pulsing directly into him. The Inteleon had wrapped his tail around Hryssar's neck, and as the raptor pulled up he used it to pull him back down. It wasn't really able to push him back up, though, so he got the picture and started to bob faster and deeper, trying to make sure none of that precum got into the wrong pipe despite its profuse presence. His moans were getting a bit louder, a scratchy cry escaping here and there when it had the chance.

Kale was really starting to pound away at him now, his cock being pulled almost all the way out and then being slammed in forcefully to the hilt each time. His pre, less voluminous but mich sticker, was starting to pack inside Hryssar, a thick warm wetness that clung to his walls and just lubricated him enough to make it easier for the Sceptile to ram in. Kale's moans and cries were getting louder by the moment, and the throb in his tool suggested he was going to go off quite soon...Hryssar winced every time he felt that stretch intensify a bit, it was quite a lot more than he was used to even if it felt quite nice. He clenched down harder on Kale, trying to get him to release into him, wanting all that the lizard could give to him, feeling his own leaky cock start to pulse and get closer to its own eruption.

But Fisher beat them both to it, crying out euphorically as he suddenly gushed into Hryssar's maw, overwhelming the raptor with an onslaught of runny cum. The thin, salty fluid rapidly overflowed, and there was no possible way Hryssar could keep up with it - all he could do was swallow what he could and let the rest splash out. In the midst of all this, he came as well, distracting him further as he spurted his thicker load onto the grass underneath him, his body tensing around Kale and adding to the pressure on the Sceptile's shaft, making each throb feel so much more intense. Soon enough, Kale joined them in their rapturous high, driving in and unleashing his thick, sticky spunk deep inside Hryssar, the viscous fluid spreading deep into him and giving him a nice sense of warmth and fullness. The raptor kept clenching around it, partly in the midst of his delight and partly to milk all he could out of Kale.

Eventually Fisher's flow got to be too much for Hryssar, and he had to pull off, causing the last of the Inteleon's orgasm splash onto his face and head and neck. Fortunately the thin fluid didn't feel that much different from a spray of water, maybe a little bit thicker but not by much, and didn't do much more than make him look wet. Fisher let out a bit of a laugh at it. "Sorry about that, I suppose I am a bit much for those unprepared. You did pretty well overall, though."

Hryssar groaned a bit, trying to wipe his face off a bit to clear up the wetness there. He felt pretty full overall, a lot of spunk had gone inside him from both ends. But he'd definitely enjoyed it, he couldn't say otherwise. If this what what he needed to do to get their help, that definitely didn't seem that bad...he neglected to notice that the two didn't seem to be finished with him.

"Ooh...that was damn nice," Kale moaned pleasantly. "He's got a really nice tailhole, feels so good."

"Hm, I think I'm going to have to prove that for myself," snickered Fisher. "Hope you're ready to leave."

"Uhn, no way, I want another go."

"I assure you, his maw is quite capable. He was very good at avoiding the teeth."

"You're a lot thinner. They can't usually take me that deep. Come on, we can share, I don't mind that."

"I suppose I can accept that for the time being. I do like the feel of your cock against mine...I suppose I get more out of it than you."

"This tailhole's good enough to keep me satisfied, trust me."

Hryssar wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying, but he couldn't NOT pay attention to when Kale's arms wrapped around his chest and pulled him up into the Sceptile's body, carrying him suddenly off of all fours into an upright position with his back and tail against Kale's front. Before he could register what was happening, the grassy lizard's arms had shifted from his chests to hook under his knees, spreading Hryssar wider than he normally ever got. His thick cock was still embedded deep inside the raptor, a tiny bit of thick fluid leaking out around that red cock. The confused raptor didn't have any idea what was going on, until Fisher came in front of them and pressed the tip of his blue tool right up against Kale's at the point where Hryssar's star was most stretched. "Whra?"

"Relax...you'll enjoy this," murred Kale into Hryssar's ear. He wasn't really much bigger than the raptor but in this position felt like the bigger and stronger male, and he always tended to enjoy that feeling. "It'll be a little much at first, but trust me, once you've gotten used to it you'll love it."

Hryssar still wasn't sure he understood, but he found out in a hurry as Fisher pushed hard against his already well-stretched passage. The tension of his tailhole defied the Inteleon at first, but then Kale lifted the raptor a bit, pulling himself out a little, allowing Fisher to press up against one of those ridges...then as Kale dropped Hryssar down, the Inteleon's cock slipped in beside it, making the raptor squawk in shock as that coolness hit along with a much more intense stretching. Reflexively he tensed down, but that only made it feel more strained, and he was poorly-prepared for when Fisher drove the rest of his shaft inside, the Inteleon letting out a moan that was well overshadowed by Hryssar's tense cry. Kale gave the blue lizard a sharp look. "Dude, did you NOT notice how he reacted when I did that?"

"Apologies...I may have gotten a bit carried away." Fisher held himself in place, letting Hryssar get used to the sudden additional stretch in his rear. The raptor's eyes were closed tight and his breaths were deep as he tried to adjust...he certainly hadn't been ready for that, but the coolness of the Inteleon's shaft was relaxing his body bit by bit. Slowly he got more and more relaxed and the strain felt less daunting...it was still quite a stretch, not something he could ever get fully used to, but it was better than it was.

Once the two Pokémon felt Hryssar adjust enough, they started to thrust. At first they were moving more or less as one, helping to work him over further by providing motion and helping to flex that tight raptor passage. Fisher's slickness was definitely aiding, his much thinner precum and natural lubricant facilitating the in-and-out motion much better than Kale's stickier stuff and the coolness of it spreading and easing the tension of his anal walls. Before long, Hryssar's moans had lost any hint of discomfort and gone to total bliss as he was humped by the two Pokémon, his mouth more freely expressing its pleasure with nothing else to focus on.

That was when the two Pokémon switched it up on him, suddenly changing their paces to more fit their own styles and positions. Fisher was rocking in and out much faster, his slick shaft grinding more against Kale's and piercing deep into Hryssar, where only the Sceptile's cum had managed to reach previously, the squirting precum cooling it down and making it looser. Kale, from his seated position, was making much shorter and slower thrusts, though putting a good bit of force behind them. The change-up was clearly making the two of them hotter as well, judging by the increased volume of their moans and cries, both right up close to the raptor's ears so he could hear them quite starkly.

And Hryssar was in the middle of it all, head spinning from the pleasure and the pressure, head craned back and snout wide open to trumpet out his rapture. The momentous stretch had gotten to feel really good now, especially with the chaotic and uneven thrusting that had started back there, allowing him to feel the contrast of the two more clearly. The immense thickness rubbed against all his pleasure points without fail, there just wasn't space for them to miss. And Fisher's tip reached significantly deeper inside him, spreading his enjoyable coolness further inside before Kale's precum came in to replenish some of the warmth...however, there was just so much more of that watery fluid that the coolness eventually came to predominate, helping to relax Hryssar and open him up more. His cock, which had somewhat flagged following his first orgasm, had revived fully, and was again leaking precum, albeit at a somewhat slower pace...but it was getting extra attention as well, as Fisher had brought his tail around to wrap around it and stroke it with some nice vigor.

"I can feel him throbbing...it isn't going to be long," remarked Fisher with heavy, misty breathiness. "I'm afraid mine might not be either...d-damn, Kale, your cock...it feels too good against mine..."

"Mmnh, tell me something I haven't heard before," panted Kale. "I won't mind...if this finishes fast, he's a bit heavy for this position. You gonna...pump him?"

"Of course. Won't be long now..." The two Pokémon picked up the pace further, their leaky cocks getting more prolific as they worked themselves, and Hryssar, to the limit. The raptor's cries got louder and more frequent and breathless as he felt the pleasure amp up further and further, body twitching and shuddering as he got wound up towards the final release. He was trying, somewhat futilely, to push back down into them and get more from them, even though his position didn't really allow for that, but his squirming was definitely helping to speed things along more for all of them, making the somewhat discordant motions of the two Pokémon even more uneven and unpredictable when they'd hit his hot buttons.

With the double-dicking and the helpful tail, Hryssar was easily the first one over the edge, crowing out wildly as he come hard, splattering both himself and Fisher with his jets of seed, spurting forcefully into the air before making contact with each of them. Once again he was tensing down hard, though he wasn't really noticing as much in the midst of his climax...Fisher and Kale noticed quite clearly, though, and the added pleasure and increased grinding brought them quickly to their own finales. Suddenly there was a flood of mixed spunk inside Hryssar, filling him up quickly and quite significantly - if he thought Kale's load had been pretty filling, the double-dose blew that one out of the water. Particularly Fisher's, whose hose had been hard to handle on its own - suddenly he was feeling his body get pumped full and deep, even pushing some of Kale's spunk deeper within him. Despite how thin it was, it wasn't really getting out of Hryssar at all, the two cocks so tight inside him that they offered only a tiny bit of space for fluid to squirt out, not nearly enough to relieve the pressure. Meaning Hryssar got most of it deeper into him, making his gut bulge a little bit from the sheer mass, a very visible bump on an otherwise lean frame.

Eventually it did taper off, though not before Hryssar felt a touch bloated from all the spunk that had been pumped into him. The raptor was panting hard, feathers a mess from the varieties of cum that had splashed onto them, cock fading away from the grip of the Inteleon's tail as it was spent. Yet, he felt intensely satisfied, maybe even more than he could remember from any previous encounter...well, none of his romps in the village had ever been quite like this, certainly there was a lot about it that was novel. Especially the fullness...he'd never felt quite this stuffed before, even after overeating at one of their feasts.

"Well...I'd say that was quite the convincing performance," Fisher finally remarked, in no rush to pull out of the raptor. "You're definitely a fun one...I certainly wouldn't mind spending more time with you. Maybe a lot more time."

"You can't keep him, Fisher," grunted Kale, shifting a bit to get more comfortable and let the raptor's legs down when it became clear they weren't disengaging immediately. "Once we figure out what's going on, we're going to have to part ways one way or another. And that's even if he wants to toodle around with us trying to figure that out."

"Hm, true, but I can at least enjoy him while we have the chance, right?"

"If he wants...I imagine he'll be amenable to it, though." He scratched a bit under Hryssar's chin, making the raptor murr quietly. "And I'm sure we'll have more to arrange as we help this fellow out with his other Pokémon issues...not that it'll take much convincing, he seems pretty enamored of our Poké Balls."

Indeed, Hryssar was pretty sure he preferred these Poké Balls over the magic cages. Perhaps in time he'd learn how to use both...but at least for now, these ones were the ones he'd be coming back to over and over again.