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An Experiment in Breeding Chapter 2: The Waters For Limemas By Draconicon

With the return of her heat, Carly was in hell. She didn't know that anyone could feel this horny, and wasn't even sure that most female Pokémon could feel this horny. It couldn't be real. This had to be a curse, and an extreme one at that, one that would leave her broken at the end of it if she wasn't careful.

But how could she be careful when her own body was begging her to break all the rules, go past all the limits just to get more cock? She needed to have an egg in her for the pain and the hunger and the arousal to stop, but getting that egg in her meant doing things that were completely unacceptable. She wasn't supposed to be here. She wasn't supposed to be a Totodile. She was...

God, it was hard to think when her pussy was clamping down on nothing, when it was squeezing for a cock that wasn't there. She felt empty and needy and altogether horrible and wonderful all at the same time. For all that the arousal was driving her up the wall, she felt incredibly alluring, knowing that she could have any Pokémon mate that she wanted if she was to offer herself to one of them. All it would take would be a simple flick of her tail, and she'd get whatever she wanted.

But she didn't want that...

Not...not consciously...

Carly slammed her head against the wall, trying to clear those fantasies out with a bit of pain, but it didn't work. All that it did was put the fantasy of being pinned to the wall for a rutting into her mind. Not helping at all.

She groaned, flopping down on her butt, her legs sticking out in front of her. Her pussy drooled down, covering the bottom of her tail and then running along it to stick to the backs of her thighs.

Fuck...fuck...fuck...

She was going to get fucked, alright, and she was going to get fucked hard. She needed to get out of here. She needed to go somewhere where there weren't so many dicks waiting to get her pregnant...

But how?

Maybe there was a chance to escape the next time they were taking her back from the infirmary, when her heat wasn't so strong. That meant laying another egg, yeah, but better to lay one egg and try and run away while she was still sober than to keep going through this again and again.

Can I do it?

Maybe. If she could stay conscious after laying the next eggs. It depended on who she was going to be rutted by, too. She didn't hear anything about what would be next, and that meant that she could be given to anything, from small Pokémon to large ones.

Just not a Rapidash...please not a Rapidash...

The idea of a horse cock plunging past her pussy, something that was so big that it would go right through her throat...it didn't feel good, even in her heat-addled state. She didn't want to be that full of cock, not now, not ever.

She rolled onto her side, waiting for the door to open. Sooner or later, a trainer would come by with another Pokémon. She would then have to breed, and then...

Well, then she would be made to lay the egg. And if she screamed and came on it again, maybe they'd make her do something else. Maybe someone in the infirmary would want to fuck her.

Wonder if human cum would do anything for me...

Doubtful. She had no reason to think that her altered body would accept it the way that it did the Pokémon cum and DNA, but if it did...

A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of having any sort of hybrid human-Pokémon babies. It was a nasty, nasty, nasty idea, and it was the last thing that she wanted to see happen. Hopefully, if any of the staff here decided that her little body would be put to better use as a pocket pussy, they used condoms.

She was still thinking about that when the door opened. Carly lifted her head, looking at the human standing there. He didn't have a pokeball in hand, for some reason, but he nodded for her to follow.

The Totodile slowly forced herself to her feet, groaning at the effort that it took, and walked out of the chamber.

"You're going to get bred by a water type, this time."

A water type. That would be different. She'd been taken by a normal type, but that might have been for a baseline, maybe? She didn't know, but it seemed logical to start with that, to check how she did with something that would affect most of the different Pokémon types equally, that didn't have an advantage against anything, really.

Water, though. There were only so many water type Pokémon, and she didn't know which one these people would want to see her work with. Maybe it would be one of the stronger ones, maybe one of the weaker ones. She doubted it would be something as pathetic as a Magikarp or a Goldeen, but...

Please don't be Gyarados...

She shivered at the mere thought of that, the idea of taking something that huge making her wince from head to toe. It was impossible, of course, but the idea was still there in the back of her mind.

No, she wouldn't be doing that. There's no way that they would have the space for something that big...would they?

No. No. No. We're not doing that.

Even her slick pussy didn't want something that big down there. She would be fine...she hoped.

Finally, they came to the door to the new chamber. The human tapped a button at the side, then leaned in for an eye-scan, before the door finally opened.

It was a watery room, for sure, with a waterfall running down one side of it and a large pool in the middle. She could see rocks on the bottom, allowing for some grip down there, as well as various vines hanging down that were growing strong in the humidity in the room.

She was surprised to feel comfort in the wetness in the air. It made her skin feel better, and it took her a moment to remember that she was a water type, too. It was probably meant for Pokémon like her.

The human reached for his belt, pulling out a pokeball.

"You have ten seconds before I let your partner out."

That was incentive enough to get moving. She jumped through the door, running to one of the rocks.

No, not the rocks. The water. Hide under the water. You're a water type, maybe you can breathe down there.

She changed course, jumping into the water and swimming for the bottom. It was surprisingly deep, deep enough for her to have to swim fast as she could to reach the very bottom. Carly opened her mouth, tested the water...

And she could breathe it. It was a relief, but not one that would last for very long.

The human threw the ball in the air, and she could just make out the shape of it through the ripples on the surface. The white light burst free, jagging around for a few seconds before it formed into a solid shape.

A big solid shape. Not huge, but bigger than Zangoose had been, which probably meant another huge penis for her to deal with. She winced as she covered herself with the pebbles underwater, trying to hide before the -

SPLASH!

The shadowy shape hit the water just as she finished disguising herself, and she stared out through her blanket of pebbles. Her mate, this time...was a Golduck.

As if Zangoose wasn't bad enough...

Carly shivered as she imagined what the Golduck would do to her when it finally caught her. And it would, considering the fact that she was dripping with need, and her scent was going to be everywhere in nothing flat. When it caught her, though...

Golducks were known for being a bit sadistic in battle, eager to throw their psychic powers against their enemy as much as their water powers. They were able to rip through enemy rock types with ease, and she had seen them take down ghosts before, too. The fact that they were so powerful meant that they were callous about how they used it, and eager to put other things under their heel.

The fact that it was probably horny, too, considering how hard it was, and how its cock was thrusting through the water as it swam about, told her that it would use her...and use her in a most humiliating way.

Gotta...gotta tire him out first, she thought. Maybe if he's too tired to fuck hard, we'll just get it done and he'll leave me alone...

She didn't want to feel the full force of a Golduck going nuts on her. She didn't want to feel him fucking her with everything that he had. If he did that...and considering how the Zangoose had left her after she'd been fucked by him, twice...

She didn't want to think about it. The less that she was fucked, the more that she pushed herself to be used as minimally as possible, the better chance she had to stay herself. The heat...

The heat made her want them. If she let herself give in too much, then it wouldn't be the heat making her. Then she'd just want them.

The thought sent a shiver down her spine, but it was enough to keep her focused on what she needed to do. Keep moving. Stay out of reach. Make it search for her instead of -

There you are...

It was psychic, too. She had forgotten about the way that it could search for opponents with its mind as well as with its eyes. Carly jumped out of the pebbles, swimming for the surface with everything that she had.

Her head broke the surface of the water, she sucked down air -

"GAH!"

Only for the Golduck to grab her by the heel and drag her back down. She gasped, shaking and squirming in his grip, but he held her too tightly for her to be able to escape. All she could do was stare at him as he leaned in, smirking at her.

"Well, well, well. Look at you."

They could talk underwater without using the psychic connection. At least there was that. Carly whimpered, trying not to scream, but her pussy continued to burn and it only got worse when the Golduck looked down at the space between her legs. He smirked at her again, rubbing his finger along her thigh, his other hand moving up to cup that space between her legs.

"Hot for a water type...very...very hot..."

"Nnngh..."

"So you're the one in heat...Let's see how long you can resist me..."

He let her go, and she spun away, swimming at top speed. She had never been able to swim this fast as a human, and it shocked her how fast she reached the other end of the pool. Her fingers got a grip on the edge of it, pulling her halfway out of the water before -

"GAH!"

She was pulled right back in, the Golduck smirking as he threw her towards the bottom of the pool. She slammed into the pebbles, the water softening the impact to an extent, but they still rained up over her before starting to sink back down once more. The Golduck grinned, holding his cock tight at the base, swimming down to her.

"You're not going to get away, but keep trying. Keep trying."

Carly didn't have a choice. She darted past him again, swimming between his legs. She aimed for the surface in a zig-zag pattern, pushing herself to keep building speed as she went for the shimmering surface. She didn't feel him following, but -

"Caught you."

"GAH!"

Again, he caught her, but this time, by her pussy. The Totodile stopped right in her tracks, gasping as she was held in place, her eyes almost bugging out of their sockets as she stared at the surface only a few inches away.

The Golduck's webbed fingers rubbed against her pussy, the one inside of her rubbing at her inner walls. It was a very different texture, one that made her shiver and clench down more than she wanted to, one that made her want to run...and made her want to slide down far more than was sane.

Let me go...let me go, she thought since her mouth refused to form the words. She kicked weakly, trying to get off his fingers, but it was too much.

He chuckled in her head, and flicked his fingers together, making a fist. It pulled her back, and forced her against him, making him hold her against his lap like she was some child against him.

"No."

His cock slipped between her thighs, grinding against her sex, and despite the fact that he was a water type, that particular piece of anatomy was all the hotter. She shivered as it ground against her sex, as it pushed against her and reminded her of how bad she needed to cum. The idea of being bred again was starting to sound better and better, as long as it meant that that cock would be inside of her.

The Golduck kept teasing her as they rose to the surface, and she was right on the edge of orgasm from the slow grind alone when -

"You love it."

"Mmmph..."

"You love to be used, don't you, little heat-slut?"

"Nnngh...I don't..."

"You aren't getting away...here...I'm in control..."

She knew that. She had hoped that it was wrong, but she knew that the Golduck was right now. He had been able to chase her down no matter how fast she'd run, no matter how far she'd gone in the room. He had been too quick, too powerful to escape.

He carried her to the edge of the pool, and he put her down on the stone floor. Carly whimpered, her pussy clenching down, telling her to stay put, but the last bit of her free will told her to run.

As soon as the Golduck put his hands down to lift himself up, she beat feet, running for the far end of the room as fast as she could. She managed two steps before her body stopped moving.

There was a pressure on her from all sides, a psychic move that held her down. The Golduck's forehead gem glowed as he grinned at her, his duck-like face turned up in the biggest, most lustful smirk that she had ever seen.

"Try and run away...I will keep pulling you back. You're not getting away from me...you can't stop what's going to happen."

He pulled her back by her tail, forcing her into the vines that hung from the ceiling. She couldn't get away from them, couldn't drag herself free. Her body wasn't under her control while he wrapped them around her, while she was forced to dangle from them.

Some of the vines wrapped around her middle, while others pulled her arms over her head. Still others were wrapped around her stubby legs, pulling them apart, while the last was pulled around her tail to lift it out of the way. Her cheeks burned as she looked up at the ceiling, realizing that her heated pussy was completely exposed.

More than that, it was dripping worse than usual, running down her legs and over her ass, smearing her scales with a sexual scent that was impossible to ignore. Even to her nose, the pheromones were powerful, and she couldn't stop thinking about how needy she was when the Golduck reached down and started grinding his webbed fingers against her pussy.

"Little heat-slut needs a dick, doesn't she?"

"Nnngh...y-yes..."

She couldn't believe that she'd admitted it, but she did. She needed someone to shove it in her, needed to be used like she was a good little slut. The idea was wrong, so very wrong, but...

But god, she needed it. Arceus above, she needed it.

Her toes curled as he moved closer, his cock grinding on her, rubbing her pussy gently. She knew that he could take her right then and there, knew that he could make it rough, and he was still taking it slow. Slow enough to make her tremble when he lowered his cock to her hole, making her feel the tapered tip waiting to slide in.

"Mmmm, I'm going to make you squirm..."

"Please...please...don't do that...just..."

"Just what?"

He pushed in, just an inch or so, but it was enough to make her arch her back in the vine bondage. Golduck smirked.

"Just breed you? Rut you?"

"You want it. Please. Just do it."

"Not yet...not until you beg..."

The shame just wouldn't end. He was holding her there, in complete control. He could take what he wanted, force her to get off on his cock, force an egg into her womb, but he wasn't doing it. Not because he didn't want it...but because he needed her to want it.

The humiliation could not be any worse, she thought. She was wrong.

As he ground his cock up and down her sex, as he worked himself in and out by only that little bit of an inch, her heat got exponentially worse. It was not even the pseudo-relief that came from masturbation. No, this was something much worse. This was like a lie, a push of male scent and power, but without the final result that she needed. She needed him to just fuck her, to fill her to the brim, to make her scream with his cock and to feel her womb fill with his egg.

Yet, instead, he was just pushing at her, grinding on her, forcing her to whimper and moan and thrust her hips for him. She was being made to drip all the more over the floor, to mark it with her scent, to whimper and want and dribble and lose her mind.

She wanted him to take her, to end this, to give her some sanity, but he was sadistic enough to make her wait. He was cruel enough to make her want to lose her mind, to surrender herself to him for the pleasure that she craved.

Nnngh...just...give it to him...

Her sane side wanted it, but she knew that it would be one more step towards giving into the corruption of the breeding process. If she let him have that now, if she gave in and let him turn her into the breeder that needed it, then she would be more willing to do it the next time. And the time after that. And the time after that.

How long until she didn't stop wanting to breed? How long until her body was in charge instead of her? How much could she stand before she was just a whimpering, needy breeding slut?

She didn't know, and she didn't know if she could stand to find out, either.

The Totodile bit her lips, trying to keep back her moans and whimpers, but it was so hard. She wanted to give him what he wanted, to allow him to take it out on her pussy. She wanted him to breed her.

He grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. She could feel his head dribbling around her pussy, could feel him wanting it as bad as she did. His cock was right between her pussy lips, and he was smirking at her as he sloooowly forced it inside.

"You want it?"

"Mmmph...yes..."

"Say it."

"Say what?"

"Say you want it...say how bad you want it..."

"I...I..."

The Golduck tormented her, pulling his cock back. Not much, but enough for her to feel it sliding out of her pussy, to feel it threatening to leave her again. She had been teased up and down the edge of oblivion for so long that it was a horrible feeling, telling her that she might not get bred, that she wasn't good enough for it, that the heat would rise and consume her, instead.

It broke her. Carly reached out, trying to grab him with her bound arms, but they wouldn't go far enough. All she could do was lower her voice and...beg.

"Please. Let me have your cock. Let me have your eggs. I need it. I need you. I need to be bred so bad that it hurts. Let me have that dick inside me. Let me have your cum."

"...Heh, see? Not so hard, is it?"

He needed to be in control, and he had it. She had given it to him, and she just hoped that he would give her -

"AH!"

She screamed, that first thrust pushing her over the edge as she felt his pre-cum splattering against the back of her womb. It was so thick and hot that she almost thought that he had cum right then and there, but no. It was just pre-cum, just enough to make her feel some sense of satisfaction.

Not enough, though. An orgasm or not, that wasn't nearly enough. She panted for breath as he pulled back from her, his cock sliding out soaked in her juices. She looked down just in time to see him ram it back in.

"AH!"

She arched her back, screaming at the top of her lungs as another orgasm was forced out of her, her body insanely on edge, fighting to not cum while at the same time too close to the edge to stop it.

Each thrust, each slam, was another orgasm that rippled through her, the Golduck taking full control and making sure that she learned to love it. In and out, in and out, in and out, he went, his balls slapping against her smaller ass, his cock thrusting in so deep that she could feel it stretching out her stomach.

She couldn't stop herself from screaming, moaning, and panting as the rut wore on, her pussy stretched out, her insides squelching and squirting. His personality, his controlling, domineering personality, had her completely subdued beneath him. She couldn't fight him, couldn't push him off. All she could do was take it and let him take her.

And god, it felt good. She moaned as she came, and came, and came, shooting her squirts like Water Gun attacks from her pussy. He took them each time with a grin on his face, smearing her juices up his belly and along his cock as he kept forcing her to keep cumming and keep screaming.

In and out, in and out, and orgasms piled on. She screamed her heart out, her voice going quiet after some time. She couldn't stop, and she didn't want to.

In and out, in and out, her body shaking, his cock spurting like mad. Sometimes, it felt like he had cum inside of her, but he never stopped thrusting, so she knew that he hadn't. In and out, in and out, the squelching sound of her soaked pussy and his dripping dick making it impossible for her to think of anything else but his pleasure.

In and out, in and out, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust. Her orgasms wouldn't stop, her mind was going blank, right up until -

"AH!"

This time, it was a moan from him, and this time, he was cumming.

Carly's eyes almost bugged out of her sockets as she felt the thrusting, pulsing motions of his orgasm inside of her. It was like each pump of cum was a splash from a Blastoise's Hydro Pump. It slammed into her womb with all the force of a cannon, and there was so much of it that it splattered through her, filling her to the brim and then running out through the gaps between the cock and her inner walls. There was so much that she felt like a bowling ball had been rammed into her guts.

She slumped down in the binding vines, sagging in them as the Golduck finally pulled out of her. He didn't stop cumming, either, blasting her chest and her face with his seed, marking her with the musky goo and not letting her forget who had used her like that.

He slapped his cock across her cheek, not hard, but not soft, either. He chuckled, rubbing it against her lips, smearing the last of his seed there.

"You'll remember me."

There would be no forgetting this humiliation. No forgetting this breeding. He had done something to her, made her...

He made her want this. And that was going to be impossible to forget, particularly during her sober moments. For all that she wanted to just be practical about this, she had given in, and she had allowed him to make her beg.

There would be no going back from that. Ever.

The door opened, and the trainer took Golduck away, just as he had done with Zangoose the day before. Day? Hour? She didn't know the timeline, but she knew that the eggs were already growing in her guts, and she knew that it was only a matter of time until they started coming out.

Golduck eggs. That was going to be something different, for sure, if they were able to come out like that. She wanted to rub her stomach, but until the trainer took her out of them, she was still bound. She hung there, her head down, waiting.

The trainer sighed, walking around the pool before reaching for her. He undid her legs, first, then her arms, leaving her tail for last. When she came free, she landed on her knees, her legs refusing to let her stand.

"Come on. We have to get to the infirmary."

"Nnngh..."

"Stand up."

She tried, but she couldn't. The sheer amount of orgasms that she had been forced through prevented her from doing anything of the sort, let alone actually walking. She doubted that she'd be able to stay on her feet for the next few days, let alone for the next breeding.

Eventually, the human sighed and grabbed her by the tail, throwing her over his shoulder. It was humiliating, but at least she was off her feet.

Though, she had to admit, it wasn't so fun to have her creampie rolling out of her pussy and then over her stomach, and then landing on her face. Carly groaned, spitting every time that it crossed her mouth, and gagging when it actually landed in her mouth.

"Ugh..."

"Just put up with it. You're the one that refused to walk."

She wanted to hurt the human. She really did. Was there a rule about fighting back against the people?

Somehow, she imagined that there was, and she didn't want to get in trouble by finding out.

The human trainer carried her to the infirmary, putting her down on one of the birthing beds again. The scientists didn't look at her for as long this time, going back to their consoles while they waited for her to be ready to lay again. The ball of cum inside of her was already morphing, she could tell, and it wouldn't be long before it came out.

She just hoped that they weren't as big as they had been the day before. That sort of stretch was something that was best reserved for the occasional sort of use, even though she doubted it would do anything to her pussy if it happened again. She seemed to be capable of tightening back up with surprising ease.

As she tried to get comfortable on the bed, Carly looked for a distraction. Something. Anything. The screens that the various scientists were watching were as good as any, so she went with that.

Most seemed to be readouts from different experiments and patients, but she saw that a lot of the men were gathered around one on the far end of the room. She arched her back, craned her head, trying to see around them to check out what was so fascinating. However, it wasn't until one of them moved that she got a good look.

It was a recording of what she had just gone through, and her cheeks burned as she finally understood that they were watching her as she got fucked. No, as she got rutted, and bred.

They were not just studying it, either. They all had bulges, some bigger, some smaller, but they were all getting erect to the show on the screen. Her cheeks burned, and she looked away from the shameful thing.

However, no sooner had she looked away than she felt a twinge down below, one that had nothing to do with the breeding urge. She shook her head, trying to put it out of her mind, but it was still there, still burning, still coming down to that one question.

Did they really...think it was that hot?

Carly whimpered, not wanting to think about the idea of showing off for the scientists, but now that the idea was in her head, it was hard to get rid of. She could still remember how it had gone last time, how all the scientists had gathered around her when she'd been birthing Zangoose's eggs. They had stared at her the whole time, and beneath her humiliation at having to do this in the first place...

Had she been horny? The Totodile knew that she'd been wet, but horny?

No, no, please...I'm already messed up...don't make me want...

But the thought of being put into that situation, the thought that everyone was watching what she did at all times, made her feel...hot. Sexy. Aroused again.

Mmmph...

The juices that were starting to run like a flood down her thighs had nothing to do with the egg building up inside of her, nor with the need to get bred again. Neither of those were turning her on in the slightest. No, right then...right then, it was the urge to be seen, to be desired, to want people to find her and see her and...see her so wanton...

Carly shook her head again, but the idea had been planted. She remembered showing off her willingness for the camera when she had been first brought here, how it had felt to give everyone on the other side a show. She remembered how it felt to be seen laying an egg, how they'd been staring right up her pussy as the first egg had come out.

There was want there...hunger...and the feeling of being stared at, of showing off, of being...that focused on...

Nnngh...Nnngh...

Carly had to lay down, her hand running down her swollen belly. She almost couldn't reach her slit from there, but the hunger for more pushed her to do it regardless of discomfort. Eventually, her fingers found her pussy, and they slid right in, thrusting as she imagined the entire room suddenly turning to stare at her naughty deeds.

It only made her wetter.

The End