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An Experiment in Breeding Chapter 1: The Normals For Limemas By Draconicon

Carly was still shaking, her body trembling from head to toe as she tried to ignore the heat between her legs. The constantly-burning need was not going away, no matter how much she masturbated, yet the idea of falling back, sitting down, or even taking on some sort of provocative pose while getting off was always on her mind. Even though the relief was only temporary, only there for a few short seconds, the urge was always pushing at her, always trying to take over.

She pulled her short-fingered hands back from her sex again, forcing herself to keep walking around her small enclosure. A cell, really, but she was trying not to think about that. Trying very, very hard not to think about that.

The little screen by the door had been blank ever since the scientists that had captured her had told her what was going on. She was here to breed, they said, and she'd breed with anything and everything that they threw into the cell with her. Considering the heat between her legs, considering what had been done...

She shivered, biting the end of her snout to try and not think about that feeling of need. She wanted to be bred, or at least, her body did. That feeling was spreading, too, trying to take her over, trying to make her get on all fours and offer herself to the closed door. Maybe if she did that, maybe if she dripped enough, someone would come and -

Nnnngh, no!

Carly whipped her head back and forth, trying to shake the temptation out of her mind, but it was already burning through her in a fantasy. Put herself near the door, right where the cameras could see, flag her tail up and let them watch as she fingered herself, as she forced her digits into her pussy over and over again. Let them watch as she violated herself, made herself more and more slutty for the cameras and the breeders.

What if a human decided that she needed something besides a Pokémon dick? What if they thought that she was so needy that they might as well dump a load in her themselves?

It was hard to tell which was more humiliating. She had been...male...at one point. The idea of giving herself to dicks that she hadn't been attracted to was humiliating, particularly if they were people that were...

Oh god, they would be huge, now, she thought. She was barely two feet tall, and if there were humans fucking her, with dick sizes that were barely average, she'd be taking a quarter of her height right in her pussy.

Fuck, fuck, fuck...

She didn't know why that was so hot to her all of a sudden, but she didn't want it to be. She didn't want to be so turned on, and she didn't want to be thinking of cock.

Human cock, or Pokémon cock. There were only two options, and she doubted that she'd be allowed to think of neither. The urge to be rutted was so high that she was already fighting the urge to fall to her knees and finger herself again, to get off for the cameras.

Nnngh...hold on...you can hold on...let them...

She shivered, feeling just how much of her juices were running out of her sex. Not once had she ever seen a human get this wet, not even in porn. Only this...

Is it heat, or...or is it a Water type thing, or...

She didn't know. All she knew was that she was soaking wet and it didn't want to stop. She just kept leaking.

Carly thought that she was going to lose her mind by the time the screen by the door finally activated again. The little Totodile ran for it, staring at it, slamming her hands on either side of it.

"Let me out!"

Not that her shout could be understood by humans, she was sure. It probably sounded like nothing more than a hiss or a roar on the other side.

The man in the screen was not someone that she recognized. He wasn't the scientist from earlier, but he did wear a lab coat. He held up a pokeball in one hand, arching an eyebrow.

"I don't know what you're doing, but get back from the door. It's time for you to be bred for the first time. You get me?"

Bred. For the first time. Yes. Breeding.

Her pussy clenched down hard thinking about it, and she had to force herself to step further and further back from the screen. She had to be good, she had to be...

Carly didn't know. It was hard to think. Hard to power through all the stuff that her body wanted and remember what she'd been told. If she got through all the bad things, if she got through the breeding, maybe there'd be a way to be human again. Maybe there'd be a way to be male again.

Be...be good...and be...better...

She was still panting, but there was nothing she could do about that. All the heat in the world seemed to be collected between her legs, and if there was anyone in the world that could handle this better than she was right now, she'd like to meet them. Carly doubted that she would be able to hold back, even if she wanted to.

The door finally opened, and the trainer stepped through. The pokeball in his hand seemed to twitch, as if the Pokémon on the inside had finally caught her scent. She hissed under her breath, her fingers curling against the wall as she restrained herself from going any crazier for this.

"Fucking hell, you stink..."

It stung as the human waved his hand back and forth through the air, fanning away the smell of heat. She knew it was there, but the combination of it being hers and the fact that she was getting used to it had made her almost forget about it. Now that he mentioned it, she was aware of it all over again. The raw heated musk of a female in need, permeating every inch of the room. There was no getting away from it, no hiding that she was just a fuck-slut waiting for the dick to give her what she needed.

"Hope that this guy likes that. I mean, he's just a normal type, but...hey, you gotta start somewhere."

Normal type. That meant that there was a chance that it wouldn't be too overwhelming. She'd be able to take it better than if she was dealing with an electric type, or...or some of the other Pokémon out there.

What's there? Furrets? Raticates?

The trainer tossed the pokeball onto the ground, then turned to leave.

"Have fun..."

The door shut as the white light burst from the pokeball, forming into a shape more than twice her height. Her lips pressed together tightly in a mix of fear and anticipation, the details coming together more and more. Sharp claws, stocky body, short legs -

"Mmmmph..."

And then he was out. A Zangoose, white and red and staring down at her with eyes that were already going a bit hazy, his nostrils flaring as he sucked in her scent. One glance down confirmed that he was already getting hard from it, his cock rising from his sheath quickly as he sniffed the air again and again.

She could smell him, too, the soft scent of his cock musk making her pussy swell further, her juices swelling and drenching her thighs anew. Her muscles tensed down there, and she wondered if she would squirt without even being touched. At this point, even that wouldn't surprise her. Everything seemed so keyed for climax that she was sure that there was something to get her to cum hands-free.

The Zangoose took a step towards her, cocking his head to the side. He sniffed the air again, then nodded down at her pussy.

"Horny for me, huh? Heat?"

She nodded, unable to speak.

"Tiny one...very tiny female..."

He almost sounded nice.

"Bet you're tight as fuck."

Okay, maybe not so nice. The Totodile's legs twitched, the urge to run still pushing at her, but it was a weak instinct compared to the urge to fuck. Not to mention that she'd probably fall flat on her face, make herself into a target with her ass in the air, giving him a perfect shot at her pussy and -

Oh, god, that was enough. She whimpered, her inner walls clamping down on nothing as she came, and came hard, squirting over the floor.

"...Holy shit."

The Zangoose looked at her like she was some sort of freak, but his cock was still rising, still pushing out of his sheath as he took another step closer. He was already intimidating enough, his cock looking like...well, she couldn't be sure of how many inches, but it looked like what a man with ten inches would have had if she'd been back at her old height. This was going to be huge inside of her. Not as big as a human, but huge.

She could smell him more and more clearly the closer that he got, and it was taking everything that she had to keep focused on what she needed to do rather than jumping him right then and there. Shame was melting off faster than she could have imagined, and the urge -

The urge was too much.

She took that one step forward, grabbing him by the cock. Due to their height difference, it was almost on head level for her, which made it all the easier to pull past her lips.

It wasn't that bad, when she got down to it. She had to be careful with it, considering all her teeth, but she managed to get the tip in her mouth and suck on it. It was...it was fleshy, and not that bad, really. Just warm and stiff, and...and growing a bit more for her, pushing into her snout and towards the back of her throat.

Carly couldn't believe what she was doing. This was wrong on so many levels, but her body wanted it more than she wanted to stop it. She needed to do something, anything to breed away the heat, and if this Zangoose was here...

Well, he'd do.

She licked his cock, sucking up and down along the sides, pulling it down her throat before pulling it into her mouth again. Thrust, thrust, thrust, his hips helping her power past her gag reflex when it reared its head, forcing her to learn how to suck without getting into trouble with it. She pushed her head forward, gagging around the tip, only to swallow as it pushed into her neck.

More, more. She needed more.

Carly moaned around it, her pussy dripping into a puddle on the floor, making any shift of position make a squelching sound as she stepped out of the puddle and then back into it. She could only smell herself, and the pheromones were affecting her as much as they were the Zangoose assigned to fuck her.

And his cock throbbed hard in her mouth, getting stiffer, more rigid. Soon, she couldn't move it at all. Soon, it was just pointing straight ahead, making its case to blow its load as hard as it could, as soon as it could.

Need it...need it in...pussy...for breeding...

He was grunting as he grabbed her by the head, though, forcing her down, forcing her to fuck, and fuck, and fuck. She couldn't stop him, couldn't fight back in any real effective way. His claws ground against the back of her head, and his fur smothered her whenever she went down to the base of his cock.

In and out, in and out that big cock went, forcing her to take it, forcing her to learn to love it.

More.

More.

More!

She was swallowing hard around it, her heat consuming any thought of resistance, burning through her until there was nothing left but the urge to breed. She moaned as she swallowed around his cock, gurgled when he lodged it in the depths of her throat, but never stopped trying to get more. His cock was controlling her, his needs taking control and ownership of her mind.

More. She needed to get him to -

Suddenly, the Zangoose was grunting, thrusting against her tongue two, three times before blowing his load down her throat. She couldn't stop him, barely wanted to stop him, and she was forced to swallow repeatedly. She couldn't quite keep up with him, but she did her best, taking everything that he offered down her throat.

A little string of it rolled down the corner of her mouth as he pulled back, but the way that he looked at her...oh, he wasn't done.

Carly panted as he pushed her over, landing flat on her ass as he forced her stubby legs aside. She didn't want to go again...did she?

Oh, fuck, who was she kidding? Her pussy was burning up, and if she didn't take a load down there, if she didn't breed, she was going to lose her fucking mind.

"Take it...take it..."

It almost felt like someone else was saying it, forcing the other Pokémon to slam forward and fill her to the brim. She wanted to scream to the heavens, her mind almost fucked right out of its skull.

Oh god, the feeling of a real cock down there was so much better than her fingers. It took her, filled her, rutted her in a way that her heat had been missing. The Totodile arched her back, flopping flat on the floor, squirming and gasping for breath the harder that the Zangoose filled her. His grunts, his moans, nothing mattered compared to that dick!

There was no getting away from the normal type, either. He was twice her size, and more than twice her strength. Maybe, maybe if she hadn't been so deep in heat, she might have been able to think it through more rationally, think of a way to use her Pokémon abilities to fight him off, but -

"FUCK!"

She moaned as he plunged in particularly deep, making it feel like his cock was driving right into her womb right then and there. It took everything she had not to scream for more, to not turn into a little blob of goo that was completely out of it. She needed his dick. She needed to feel him more, and more, and more, to make him cum.

It was like every thrust was taking her further down the breeder's path, further down the path of a fuck toy. She couldn't stop thinking about how good his dick felt in her, how even the strings of pre-cum he was oozing was helping her feel better.

She needed more. She needed so much more.

Carly could feel him filling her womb, now, actually punching into it. There was a slight belly bulge from just how big he was, and there was no denying that this shouldn't have worked. If this was any other Pokémon, she would have seen dozens of trainers rushing to pull the Zangoose off of her, trying to make sure that she was okay.

But the scientists seemed to have been right. She was rare enough that she could take dicks that she shouldn't. She was there to breed, and that was all she was needed for.

And at this point, it was all that she wanted, too. She didn't want to be put out there for someone else to play with. She didn't want to be trained for battles. She just wanted...

She just wanted to fuck...

And breed...

And CUM!

The slamming thrusts finally pushed her over the edge, and Carly threw her head back, arching her back as she slammed her hips into the Zangoose's crotch. Her muscles tensed, the pleasure of orgasm slammed into her with the power of a freight train -

"NNNNNNNGH!"

And it was like a Hydro Pump went off between her legs. She could hear every blast that squirted from her pussy, every sudden squish and squelch as the blasts of her juices hit the Zangoose over her. It was like she was squirting out everything she had all at once, and she screamed throughout her orgasm.

It didn't stop him, though, and he felt even bigger as he hammered at her pussy, as he forced himself into the spasming entrance. He was getting wetter, getting slicker, his own pre-cum forcing him through to the other side. In and out, in and out, his balls slapping against her ass, his cock twitching.

He was going to cum.

He was going to knock her up.

Fuck...fill me...fill me!

She wanted to scream for it, but there was nothing left to her voice, her orgasm wiping her out for the moment. All she could do was lay there and take it.

A few seconds later, she did. He came, and he came hard, flooding her inner walls, forcing his seed into her belly. It was so thick and hot that she almost came again, feeling like a tentacle had been forced up there from how thick and powerful it was. One shot, two, three, feeling like her tummy was swelling from it.

He started pulling out, and despite herself, she tried to stop him. Her legs moved almost without her consent, trying to pull at his hips to keep him buried, but there was nothing that she could do to hold him back. He was too big, too strong.

Eventually, his cock popped free, and the last two strings of seed landed on her chest and belly. White lines, thick, musky, and soooo warm. In her high of pleasure, she started rubbing it into her scales, almost like she was helping the Zangoose mark her.

He seemed to like that, smirking down at her as she did so. Before he could say anything, however, the door opened, and his trainer reappeared.

Byoooom, went the line of energy that called the normal type back to his pokeball. Carly watched him disappear, panting softly as her heat began to fade. The human looked down at her, then shook his head.

"If that didn't knock you up, I don't know what would."

The reminder of her status, and what the rest of this place wanted from her, sent a shiver down her spine. As her heat faded, logic, understanding, and most importantly, modesty began to come back.

I just...I just let a Pokémon...fuck me...

It was a sharp enough shock that she didn't know what to think about it. For all that she knew that she had to be bred, she hadn't thought that she'd actually go through with it. Not...not all the way...

Or at least, not in a sober way. Her pussy was no longer on fire, no longer drenched, and that meant that the egg had taken hold inside of her. She was going to be pregnant, going to lay an egg, and then...

Then she'd be in heat again. Then she'd be thinking about how it would feel to get fucked once more. Then she'd be wanting to spread her legs and let the Zangoose or any other male that they had on hand fuck her. The thought of taking another bestial shaft inside of her, letting something that was so much lower than a human fuck her, made her blush in shame.

"Alright, let's get you down to the infirmary."

"Nnngh?"

"You're going to lay in a while. Better have something soft for that."

At least there was that, she supposed. Not that it would help as much as they thought it would, but it was a hell of a lot better than nothing.

She allowed herself to be helped to her feet, and did her best to ignore the dripping, oozing feeling down her thighs. It was different to when it was her own fluids, and she didn't quite know how to handle the feeling of such slippery mess. It was like...like she was just a whore, now.

Led down the corridor, she allowed herself to be pushed and prodded along the curving path. Here and there, other scientists looked up from whatever they were doing to watch her go by, and more than once, the Growlithes and other fire dogs that were around looked up as she passed by. She wondered if they were smelling the old scents that were clinging to her, thinking of what they might do if they got their paws on her.

She was thankful that she didn't feel tempted.

They reached the infirmary a few minutes later, and she was lifted up, placed on a padded examination bed, and then left there. The other scientists didn't seem to care what she did, as long as she didn't try to escape, so Carly laid back, looking down at her stomach.

Pregnant, she thought, staring at it. It's not much bigger, but...it's bigger.

There was definitely a belly bump to her stomach now, one that was pushing forward more and more with each passing second. It wasn't a fast growth compared to some of the things that she'd seen Pokémon do in the past, but...

But this was insane. Pokémon did breed faster than humans, but not this much faster. They still carried the egg for a few days, at least, sometimes as much as a week before laying it. They didn't start forming it and then getting this bloated in minutes.

How long do I have before it starts coming out?

The answer, it turned out, was thirty minutes. The egg bloated her until she was nearly twice as big around as she had been before, and then it started to push down. The minute it started moving south towards her sex, she screamed, hissing and flailing her arms.

To their credit, the scientists were there to help her almost instantly, pulling her upright, setting her on a few cushions so that she could try and squat it out. She could feel the egg coming down, though, and she didn't know if there was more than one.

There might be. There might be a fucking litter coming out from this.

The egg or eggs pushed down on her insides, slowly rolling down in a pleasurable but strange fashion. She could feel the smooth outsides of them, felt the way that they forced her apart, and...and she could feel how wet she was getting already.

She wasn't even back into her heat, it was just that pleasurable. Her eyes closed tightly, trying to fight the pleasure as it rose inside of her, but it was so strong. Too strong. Too strong by half. She moaned under her breath, hissing and huffing and puffing, and she struggled to keep herself on her feet.

Hold it...hold it...

She was streaming her pussy juices past her nether lips again, a soft waterfall of slimy strands along either side of the egg. It increased as the egg came down, and then slowed when she felt the point of the shell right at the edge of her pussy. She winced, hissing softly, spreading her legs just a bit more.

The red end of the egg pushed free, and she could feel it cooling, steaming from inside of her. She pushed down, and it came out a bit more, but as soon as she relaxed, it went right back in, almost like it was sucked back into her body. Stretch, contract, stretch, contract, the motions that should have been painful entirely too pleasurable.

Carly slumped forward a bit, pushing her ass out more than she liked. She swore that she must have looked more like a breeder than ever, considering the posture that she kept taking.

But it worked. It made the egg keep coming down, forcing its way out of her womb and into the open air. It was thick and heavy, and every time it shifted position, it forced her to change her position, too, shifting her center of balance so that she didn't topple over.

A little more...a little more...

She was so close to letting it out. Just a bit more, and she'd have it. She'd be empty again, and the egg would -

"Ah...ah..."

It pushed out to the very edge of her pussy, stretching it past anything that the Zangoose had done. She whimpered, her little claw-fingers digging into the cushion that she'd been provided, and her cheeks burned with humiliation.

God, she had been turned into a breeder, alright, a pathetic little breeder that didn't know how to control itself. Her pussy was stretched to the limits of what it could take, and she hissed through clenched teeth as she tried not to hurt...or enjoy it...

Because the stretch was enjoyable, slick as it was. She could feel her juices running out of her, dripping down to the bed, puddling under her feet. They'd have to change all the blankets and cushions on this little bed, and they'd have a hell of a mess down at the laundry by the time it came out. Her toes were soaked, her legs were drenched, and -

POP!

She screamed as she had a miniature orgasm as the egg popped right out, flopping down to the bed and making the puddle splash beneath her. The Totodile would have collapsed completely from that, were it not for the fact that she wasn't laying just one egg.

She was laying two.

Her legs spread further, the second egg following hot on the heels of the first. A splash of fluids hit the first one, drenching it again, making the red and white egg shine in the lights of the infirmary. She wanted to say that it was pretty, but in all honesty, she was more than happy to see it go.

As it was taken from her, her eyes rolled back in their sockets, her pussy stretching around the second egg. Despite the fact that it should have been simple after the first one, it popped in and out of her, almost like a sex toy rather than an unborn young. She shivered, her legs shaking, and she wondered if she'd be able to push it out before it made her collapse.

Who knew...birthing felt...so good?

She didn't want to think of it that way. Her body was already conditioned to want to love the cocks that the breeders gave her. She didn't want to think about it enjoying the stuff that it made her do afterwards.

But...

How could she not? This was like...like a reward for doing good. For doing what she was made for.

But I'm not...I wasn't made for...

She knew that there was something wrong here. Her memories continued to tell her that something was wrong, that she had been a human, that she had...maybe...had been male. That this was temporary, not permanent.

But every time that egg slid out, then in, then out again, every time that it stretched her like that, it reminded her of how good it felt to get all that pleasure again. She might not have been born a breeder, but Carly had been made into one...

"AH!"

And when the egg finally popped out, she did cum from it, squirting like a fountain between her legs. She whimpered in humiliation, but there was no denying how hot it felt to squirt like that, to feel her pussy clenching down, to know that her body was getting off from pushing out something so big.

The pure flow shot out of her with enough force to push her off her feet for a second, and when she came back down again, she flopped out hard. Her body shook, covered in sweat and her own juices, and she could barely keep her eyes open as the human scientists took the egg away from her.

Mutters about the egg, about how this shouldn't have happened, about how they were obviously eggs that were based off of the father rather than the mother filled her ears, but that was secondary. She was so exhausted that she could barely keep her eyes open to slits, let alone all the way. If anyone thought that she had the brainpower to keep up with what they were saying, they were dead wrong.

Her body ached...but in a horrible, wonderful way. Carly tried to open her eyes, tried to sit up, but that burned out what little energy she had left. She dropped back down, her eyes closing completely as she drifted off to dreamland.

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She eventually woke up in a different cell. This one was smaller than the last, but still bigger than she actually needed as a Totodile. Considering that she could have been in a pokeball, she supposed this was a better deal than she really deserved.

Rolling upright, she half-expected to be confronted with another cock in her face, but so far, there was nothing. She did have a bit of soreness between her legs, but again, less than she expected. There should have been agony down there after getting fucked that hard by something so big and then laying eggs right after, but so far...nothing.

I'm going to pay for this later, aren't I?

Heh...no, you aren't...

Carly jumped, whipping her head around left and right. The voice...

Wait, it wasn't a voice. It had been in her head, but it wasn't her thoughts. That had to mean a psychic type, or something along those lines. And if that was the case, then it was talking to her from a distance, from outside the room. She was being watched.

Worse, she was being listened to, her thoughts on broadcast to whatever Pokémon that happened to be. It would know what she was thinking, and...

And how slutty you're getting?

Her cheeks burned at the nudge, and she tried not to think about how the heat had affected her, how it had pushed her to do things that she would never normally do. The idea of giving herself to another Pokémon -

You'll do it. Again. And again. That heat is returning...

And so it was. She could feel it burning between her thighs, stretching up from her pussy towards her womb. The hunger that had been diminished not that long ago was coming back at full force, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Carly rolled into a ball, panting already, her breath coming faster than she'd like as her inner walls started clenching on nothing. They wanted a cock inside already, and she wasn't going to get one. Not for a while, at least, not until the people on the other side were sure that she was ready to breed without complaint.

You'll learn...

"Who are you?"

Nobody you need to remember.

"But -"

Forget me...

And just like that, the memory began to fade. Carly struggled to hold onto it, but with the heat between her legs as a burning distraction and the hunger that was forming in her womb already, there was no chance in hell that she was going to remember what was said. She groaned, the memory already drifting away.

Fuck...fuck...

She collapsed on the floor again, ass in the air and her tail twitching.

So horny...

The End