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Crimson knew this would happen.

It was inevitable. Like taxes, death was inevitable. And, like all others, it had knocked at the Braixen's door...Kindred, The Eternal Hunters, death was known by many names in these lands, but everybody knew the pair of Wolf and Lamb that appeared before all when their time was up. Crimson had been seeing visions of them in his nightmares, to the point where reality and sleep were starting to blend together in a nauseating fashion. Was there truly no escape from the spectre of doom...?

The Pokemon had heard plenty of tales about what happened to those who ran. You could choose a swift and timely end from Lamb's bow, or try to run and be inevitably hunted down by Wolf's jaws...there was no pretty side to the situation, that was obvious to Crimson. But still, he spent every waking hour of his day thinking about how he could escape, if there was hope for him at all...

One day, not too long after those dreams had transpired, Kindred appeared before the break soon. "Come, little one. Your time is up..." Lamb spoke as she reached out towards Crimson, bow strung under her arm...alone, far away from anyone who could possibly help him, the Braixen crying out and his heart pounding. He needed to get out of here, he needed to take that tiny chance that escape would grant him longer life, how fraught and tortured that life may be...

So, he did just that. Instead of reaching out for Kindred's hand, he turned tail and ran. He ran as far as he could, as fast as he could, as long as he could, not stopping for a moment to look back at the apparition that was no doubt chasing him to the ends of the earth. He had to be able to find somebody, anybody that could help him with this...

There was no escape, no. There would never be any escape. Crimson yelped as he felt Wolf's jaws scooping him up with ease, expecting a sickening and painful *CRUNCH* to just be the end of his life...it was how many who tried to escape met their fate, crushed between Wolf's powerful teeth...but that wasn't what happened. No, once Crimson was scooped up, he was just...held there. Suspended in midair, feeling the wind rush around him as he was carried back in the direction he came from...back towards Kindred! Crimson yelled and struggled as he tried to reach out and escape the wolf head's ethereal jaws, but it was...well, it was out of his mortal understanding to escape, to be sure! Crimson wasn't sure whether he should be thankful or fearful that Wolf had spared him like this, but judging by the fact he was being carried back to Kindred...well, Crimson wasn't exactly looking forward to what was potentially in store for him!

It was dark out, but Crimson could tell by the increased, incessant growling from Wolf that he was getting closer to Lamb. He actually heard her voice before he saw where she was; haughty, old-fashioned, annoyed. "Did you really think you could run, mortal?" she asked, Crimson suddenly being blinded as a ghostly blue light appeared in front of him. Crimson started to object to Lamb, but she cut him off before Wolf unceremoniously dropped the Braixen on the ground, Crimson getting more than a bit dazed from the sudden impact...

When the Pokemon got his bearings again, he looked up to see Lamb looming over his crumpled, worn out, tattered form...and, well, something immediately caught his eye. Namely that, uh, Kindred seemed to be packing quite a bit between her legs...! A thick, long, throbbing horse cock, easily half as long as Crimson's entire body, at the very least...she was hefting it up with one hand, showing just how much weight the thing had to it. The sight froze Crimson in place for a moment, long enough for Lamb to start addressing him once more, this time with a bit of lust in her voice...

"Wolf could have just crushed you right then and there, but I'm feeling a bit...saucy today, mortal..." Lamb said, just a little bit of pre dribbling down the tip of her shaft onto the cold forest floor below. Crimson was still crumpled in a sort of heap on the ground in front of her, so it was trivial for Kindred to just walk around to the Braixen's back side and kneel down behind the Pokemon. "Hope you're ready to take a huge, fresh load of this preyslut I melted down earlier..." was all Crimson heard from behind him, before he suddenly felt that thick shaft poking up against his backside. The throbbing, veiny horse cock was easily as thick as one of the Pokemon's arms, and Crimson couldn't help but be filled with dread at how on earth that thing was going to fit inside of him...

At any turn the Pokemon tried to escape or cry out, Wolf was right there, threatening to crush the Pokemon with its jaws in a fraction of a second. Kindred was certainly taking her time playing with the Pokemon's backside, spreading apart his vulnerable cheeks and grinding her shaft in between them for a few seconds before starting to press the tip of her member against Crimson's exposed tailhole. "Mmm, I hope you're as tight as you look..." was the last thing Crimson heard before Kindred suddenly thrust her hips forward, the Pokemon gasping out as he felt a good two inches of Kindred's meat plow its way into his ass! No lube, no warning, just raw, primal lust on the side of Kindred...and, well, Crimson wasn't exactly opposed to being dicked down by someone like this, he just wasn't that enthusiastic about it being the personification of death itself, with the possibility of said death hovering over him and every turn! There wasn't much else Crimson could do, though, so he just had to...lay there and take it.

And, goodness, did Kindred have a lot of it to give! Once she pushed her way into Crimson's tailhole and felt his flesh clenching tight around her shaft, all the lamb wanted was more. She gripped tightly on Crimson's ass before thrusting forward again, each movement of her hips burying another few inches of her cock into Crimson's already aching bowels! Nothing but moans could escape the Pokemon's lips as he was so roughly, thoroughly pounded, Kindred sinking her cock as deep as it could go inside of the Pokemon's bowels before pulling her hips back and starting the process all over again. Crimson had that shaft burying itself so deep inside of his guts that he could feel the bulge it was making bumping against the dirt floor beneath him...urrrgh, he didn't know how his body was going to handle it when Kindred's load started spurting out into his bowels!

The Braixen wouldn't have to wait much longer to find out about that, though. Kindred moaned loudly behind the Braixen before thrusting forward one last time, making the sloppiest, wettest sound the Pokemon could imagine before he suddenly felt a warm sensation spreading throughout his guts! The lamb's grip on her conquest's ass cheeks got tighter and tighter as she orgasmed, her loins spasming and shooting that thick cream Right into the Pokemon's bowels...but, of course, the stuff she was spurting out wasn't ordinary cum. Kindred had melted down another person who tried to escape fate inside of her balls earlier, and she was just aching to release all of that jizz somewhere...

As Kindred finished pumping Crimson full of her seed, the Braixen was starting to feel rather...weird. Not just "finished being violated by a gigantic horse cock belonging to the personification of death" weird, but like...physically weird. He couldn't really feel the lower half of his body,after that warm sensation had been spreading through it...it wasn't even tingling, either, it just felt like it wasn't there anymore! And any movements the Braixen could make just felt...off. He could certainly feel Kindred pulling herself out of him, though, her cock sliding out with a thick, loud *pop!* that allowed quite a bit of her load to leak out of the Pokemon's asshole onto the ground beneath the two of them. As this strange sensation continued to spread through Crimson's body, the Pokemon looked back at Kindred as he lay on the floor. "Hrrgh...what the hell did you do to me!?" Crimson managed to gasp out, to which Kindred only chuckled at first.

"Just...preparing you for the next part of your punishment. Making you a little bit more...malleable, is all~" Lamb eventually responded, the last of her load dribbling out of the tip of her shaft as Kindred stepped backwards, the specter of Wolf still looming over Crimson and dissuading him from even attempting escape...as if escape was really possible in this strange, weird form. Malleable...well, Crimson didn't know what Kindred meant by that, but it obviously didn't sound like a good thing!

Kindred continued adjusting herself in front of Crimson, until the lamb was facing away from the breaks in, her rear on full display to Crimson...god, she had some cakes back there! It was certainly a strange thing to notice, but considering how big her cheeks were and how they were the only thing he could really see in this darkness, it made sense that his eyes would be drawn to them! Kindred wasn't even saying anything at this point, just continuing to lean backwards and...was she crouching down onto him? Okay, wait, hold on, this isn't where he thought this would be going-

*fwUMP*

Kindred's ass flopped onto the ground as the lamb leaned back and put all of her weight down onto Crimson, the gooey Braixen squishing quite a bit under the weight of the thick rear that was suddenly being plopped down onto him! Almost immediately, Crimson started to feel even stranger than he normally would being crushed under a plump rear. It felt like his body was being spread out and stretched by all the pressure, though he didn't feel any kind of pain associated with this strange sensation; it was more like a tingling, numb, almost warm feeling, that got stronger as Kindred continued pressing down on the Braixen with her rear, using her ample weight like a weapon! Crimson was certainly becoming more malleable, and the lamb's ass was enjoying that aspect quite a bit!

"Mmh...yes, that feels *much* better. You know, I could have just eaten you and kept your soul on my ass forever as punishment, but I'm thinking of something a little bit...different. When I saw that cute little face of yours, I just had to imagine it wrapped around my rear for everyone to see~" the lamb teased...and, honestly, that tease just left him more confused than anything else! The Braixen couldn't really decipher what she meant by that, though he didn't know if it was really because it was that cryptic or because his mind was literally melting from the pressure of that ass on top of him!

Kindred continued to enjoy literally rubbing her ass on Crimson as the load he had taken continued to turn him into a gooey mess of a Braixen, intending on turning the attempted escapee into a fresh new pair of underwear for Lamb! Whatever was left of Crimson's face was wedged tightly between those fat cheeks, the pressure Kindred was putting on the poor Pokemon causing him to start to melt into the ass that was squishing him so. That tingling feeling was becoming stronger, along with a growing sense of warmth that seemed to spread throughout his entire body. It seemed so strange to Crimson, all these sensations overwhelming him just made it more difficult for the Braixen to focus on one aspect of the strangeness and try and understand it...

Not like he would need to, though. Underwear didn't need to understand what it was doing. "And then, once you're all snug on my ass, your soul will be trapped in there until your mind falls apart. There will be so much pleasure coursing through it, that you just won't be able to handle it. Then, I'll absorb what's left~" Kindred continued to tease, just explaining exactly what she would be doing to the Braixen an exquisite detail! Her voice was a bit muffled to Crimson at this point, just with all the stuff going on in his head. It was definitely a form of sensory overload, which was only getting stronger and stronger as time went on...the heat down here was starting to make the Braixen sweat as well. Or maybe it was Kindred's cheeks providing all that dampness. The lamb was putting quite a bit of effort into smothering Crimson right now, after all...!

Kindred had a lot of time as she absorbed the Braixen's soul and melted his body into a nice, stretchy pair of undergarments, so the lamb decided to keep teasing her captive audience with all the other possible things she could have done to her captive! "I could have done so many different things to you. Shoved you up my ass, melted you into my cock...but I just had to keep part of you around for forever. I couldn't let that cute face just end up on my tits or balls for the rest of eternity~" she continued taunting, accentuating every word of hers with more pressure from her haunches. At this point, Crimson was little more than a nebulous consciousness floating around underneath Kindred's ass; the Braixen had no sense of himself, or at least of any corporeal body. And even though Kindred hadn't let up the pressure at all, Crimson was starting to feel it loosen up a little bit. Perhaps it was because he was bonding to that rump itself!

"I hope you're ready to spend eternity on my ass...well, maybe not for eternity, but the rest of your afterlife, to be sure~" Kindred gloated as her ass finally touched the ground, Crimson having almost entirely made his transition into a fresh new pair of underwear for the lamb...Crimson really didn't feel anything at this point, outside of vague sensations of warmth and muskiness and pressure; he really was just a consciousness at this point, a soul bound to Kindred's ass for however long the lamb felt like it! Lamb finally started to lift her rear off of the ground now, Crimson's sense of self coming with it. His perspective on the world was now from her ass, and even then, the Braixen only had the most basic of senses to work with, so he couldn't really see much. His sense of smell was dominated by powerful musk, and his sense of touch felt as if his arms were stretched out to their absolute limit...except, of course, it was his entire body doing the stretching!

As Lamb got up off of the ground, Wolf floated over to her backside, getting a good look at what the Braixen had been turned into. A yellow, orange, and red pattern on the sides, colors fading into each other until they reached the center of Lamb's rear. There, stretched out across her thick cheeks, was Crimson's face, permanently locked in a blushing, cartoonish grin...already, it looked as if the fabric Crimson had been turned into was struggling to contain Kindred's thick cheeks, but he would have to learn to live with it. By the time something like that actually happened, his soul would have been long absorbed by Kindred anyway, so he probably wouldn't have to worry about it...