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The sun beat down on the early summer grass, Mochi standing at the edge of her field with a triumphant smile. The wheat was coming in as green as if she had Pokémon tending it, swaying in the lightest breeze but tall with health. Her pack with the eggs swaddled carefully sat by her feet, barely two months since their laying and no closer to hatching. Still, she wasn't a Trainer out patrolling the world and they would hatch when they would hatch. Until then, whenever she walked, she brought them out to get some steps in.

Hoopa for their part just darted around the field, peering into everything and poking Pokémon that got too close. Mochi laughed when a Ratatta was goosed by the tiny Legendary, only for the duo to topple out of sight into tall grass. Moments later, there was the tell-tale sounds of copulation, the little purple rat mewling. Snorting in amusement, she checked the eggs in their soft swaddling. "Oh, you little ones are going to be so loved. I can't wait to meet you. Or meet your sires. For a repeat performance."

Biting her lip as she pressed her knees together, Mochi thought of being railed so hard she couldn't get up and move. Thought of being so cum-filled that the very thought of movement was impossible. She missed being full. Of cum. Of eggs. Of massive dicks. She missed being used.

Dropping to the ground and falling back in a sprawl with her eyes closed, Mochi sighed. "I want a dick! I want to be fucked up so hard I can't even move. Hell, I want babies from Hoopa and anything else!"

A mischievous giggle over her head had Mochi peering up at the Hoopa, her eyes tracking down its body. A fleshy cock was materialized on its groin, something that couldn't fit inside a sheath nor hang around without getting damaged. To be honest, Legendaries like Hoopa were just Hax when it came to genitals. It was unfair.

"Oh? Finished playing?"

The little creature shook its horned head, petting the forearm length pole that it had made itself. It stroked the flesh, a breathy moan leaving its throat and Mochi hummed, reaching out to do the same. Hoopa gave a trembling mewl at that and Mochi smiled warmly. Silly Pokémon. Pulling it forward, she opened her mouth, licking the tip before sucking the head into her lips. The little Pokémon cried out, hips shifting to try and press closer. She let it, relaxing her jaw and feeling the little creature push until her throat was full and her air cut off for a moment.

It didn't take much encouragement after that to get the Hoopa to start thrusting, whimpering as it went to town on her face. Elbows under her, she reclined in the tall grass as if she were a queen lounging on the beach or a divan. She felt her throat bulging, her mouth captive to its hungry pace. Hoopa started to get frantic, hips snapping forward and small hands cupping her jaw before it shuddered and went still, the cock in her throat pulsing but nothing coming out. Hoopa didn't exactly have testicles to empty, did it, now. Smiling even as the cock was slowly removed by the shivering Pokémon, she kissed the head once it left her mouth in one long drag.

"Better?"

Hoopa sighed, laying on her belly and rubbing its cock against her shorts. Snorting, the young woman laid back, hands behind her head as she allowed the mischievous little creature to play with her, sighing as she felt herself be worked up. Little hands teased her breasts, sliding under her clothes to cup the full mounds. She had started leaking a day or two ago and Hoopa seemed to love that she was producing milk for babies that didn't need it. She figured it thought of her like a Miltank, just less likely to flatten someone.

Up her shirt went, down went her bra, and a hot little mouth attached to her mound, the nipple flicked in curious exploration as the Pokémon started nursing. Mochi arched into the suction, eyes fluttering closed as the little creature suckled her breast with enthusiasm if not expertise. Cupping the gray and red horned head, she hummed and cooed, her thighs pressing together as she tingled with need.

Feeling the cool metal press under her shorts, she bit her lip on a smile. "Being devious, hm?" The Hoopa giggled into her breast before resuming its suckling. The ring spread out against her lips, a heavy, spongy textured limb pressing at the edges of the ring and her hole. It was strange but not uncomfortable when it pressed against her, not quite in, and seemed to shiver in a massage. "Oh fuck!"

She... well, Mochi wasn't prolific when it came to lubricating herself. She was, in fact, a woman that "ran dry" on the best of days. Whatever this creature was doing was making her slick and dripping wet, her legs pressed knee to thigh, her hands fisting in her own hair. Her back arched when it moved up to her clit and Mochi felt her brain white out and crackle like television static.

Coming back down from the intense not-orgasm-but-almost when the movement stopped, she shuddered, blinking blinded eyes up at the blue of the sky. It took a moment for her vision to truly return, Hoopa hovering over her face with concern. Shivering as if cold, she held her arms out for it. "Okay, okay, okay," she slurred, cuddling the being close when it dropped to her chest. "Jus'... intense."

Tilting its head, Hoopa hummed a moment before pulling an expanded gold ring close to look through it. Squirming around so it's back was to her front, she got a view of the Pokémon getting her off. It was cute, a gelatinous creature with little rabbit-like ears and a central body. The arms were very large, Popeye-esque compared to the rest of it, and a deep, vivid green. Hoopa gave it, uh, she? he? a thumbs up.

"Oh, wha--!" The massive hand had rubbed something just so and she moaned because that was definitely her that was receiving the treatment through a secondary gold hoop. Whatever secretion this Pokémon had was driving her wild and she really liked it. Arching into the beastly thing, she let her legs butterfly open. "Please please please touch me!"

Whether or not the Pokémon understood, it was definitely happy to see her reddened pussy wet and dripping, swollen with need. So happy, in fact, that she felt it situate it's pelvis against her own and thrust. Whatever came from it was smooth and soft, squishy like jello would be in a balloon. She delighted in the way it expanded and filled in every corner without pushing her too hard, just teasing the boundaries of her body. It thrust and undulated, its pseudo-penis moving even as its hips did not. Mochi felt her body tighten, her pussy making obscene wet sounds as the Pokémon used her to its heart's content. The need spiraled tighter and tighter, her legs trembling and her back arching until she was screaming her completion, her walls undulating as if to pull the whole creature into her body and hold it captive.

Gentle vibrations brought her down, her eyes fluttering before she opened them. Shivering as she came down from the high, her body went lax and pliable beneath both creatures. Hoopa patted her breasts as it cooed and snuggled close, the pseudo penis obviously hard and heavy in the crease of her thigh.

"Ooooh," she sighed, petting the Pokémon on her body and then reaching through to pet the one in her body. "You're doing wonderful. Thank you."

The creature through the hoop blushed dark green, churring softly. Feeling it pet her hand back, it pressed as deep as her channel allowed, her body spreading beautifully to the beast who had her right where it wanted her. She sighed again, a happy sound as she felt it get thicker and heavier inside until she visibly bulged. It was strange to see her body distended so, but the feeling of it was indescribable, too good for words for how full and sated it made her.

Before long, there was a deep pressure, a heavy weight of fullness against her cervix that only gently ached with how tenderly the Pokémon was opening her up. She didn't know what was to come but already she felt herself getting needy for it. Talk about being set up for a good time. Planting her heels in the dirt, she reached down to unbutton her shorts and felt even more of the Pokémon flow into her, her eyes closing as sensation overwhelmed and delighted.

The first sign that this was going to be unusual for more than just her partner was the sudden weight sliding too deep inside. Mochi squealed as she was pressed so deeply into, her womb starting to swell with fluid. It was incredible, her body rounding until it was easy to see the bump. Then something pressed in that was more solid, less fluid and more thick gelatin.

It was gentle, kind and tender and she keened in almost-distress as her body accepted the object without protest. After that, her partner left her in a slow seep, her womb deflating a tiny bit but not enough to matter. Sobbing now as she shivered and shook with adrenaline, Mochi tried to calm down. It never got any less intense, she thought with a hiccup.

Hoopa purred for her, a soft little croon that helped her gather her wits as she came down. It snuggled between her breasts, humping the crease of her thigh in a slow and easy rhythm. Petting her companion and friend, she sighed as she finally felt together. Sex with Pokémon was wild and interesting and a little bit terrifying but having her friend at hand made it more bareable.

"So," she croaked, rubbing the horns. "Anyone else you have in mind? Yourself, maybe?"

The little demigod wiggled before snapping its fingers. The blobby, lime jello, bunny-like creature left her viewing port and was instead traded for something a lot bigger. Before she could protest, a thick tongue-like phallus teased around her stretched hole before spearing her all the way to her cervix. Mochi made a sound better suited to an animal than a human, her legs trembling even as she scrambled at her shorts and panties, frantic to get them down. She didn't get far, her shorts peeled down to the tops of her thighs and panties bunched under them when the beast went to town.

It bucked and rocked, the tip spearing through her relaxed, dilated cervix to fill her even further until she was pelvis-to-pelvis to a white belly. Eyes rolling, she hugged Hoopa tight, mouth falling open as she lost the ability to focus. The ride was rough but brief, her belly swelling as the thick cum from her partner flooded her womb along with a few somethings that gently bounced off the previous Pokémon's offering. She felt her body bow to the pressure, expanding until it was obvious her uterus was beyond full. She relaxed when she thought he was finished, tugging on Hoopa's horn teasingly as she tried to disengage. Mochi should have known that Hoopa wouldn't pick an easy partner for her.

The beast started back up almost immediately, taking Mochi by surprise until she was yelling as she was hammered, heavy fast thrusts that made her want to crawl away and pull tighter all at once. This time, the creature pressed tighter, deeper, a fleshy knot slapping her pussy with a punishing pace. She was gasping, legs trying to spread further to allow this Pokémon to go deeper. The moment the knot slipped through her lips, Mochi knew she had made the best mistake, the beast going wild as it pumped so deep she felt it in her throat. The moment the knot swelled to lock them in place, she felt the whole world explode into fireworks.

Coming down from the mind shattering orgasm, Mochi moaned, her walls clenching and undulating as she was filled and filled and filled, her belly looking thick with pregnancy. It wasn't like last time, she was still small, but she loved it, loved the feeling of her skin stretched tight and her womb in service of a greater purpose. The Pokémon locked to her gave a content croon, relaxing as it waited out the tie. It took some time, her eyes closing as she dozed, petting Hoopa absently when coherent enough. The moment the knot shrunk enough to remove with ease, the beast bugled before shuttling off with what sounded like jet engines.

Mochi startled awake completely at that, blearily sitting up with a moan as she blinked the sleep from her eyes. Rubbing them, she yawned before petting Hoopa, that fat faux cock of it still heavy and hard against her. "Wanna fuck me too, baby? Give me eggs of your own? Or just get off?"

Hoopa whooped enthusiastically, the ring against her pussy instantly filled as it used another ring so it didn't have to move. Mochi yelped, bucking her hips. "L-lazy brat!" She laughed, pushing her shorts and panties down her legs and past her knees finally, able to spread her legs wide and easy. Yoga had to be good for something. "Ooooh, I love your cock, you know that? I wouldn't mind having you do this a lot more o-oft-ten ooooooooh..."

Mochi had found out, not long after the eggs, that she had become unrealistically elastic. She could easily take an arm-sized cock then immediately take something a finger thick and it would feel just as divine. She hadn't spoken with her mother about it, but she wondered if her pa had been a damned Ditto because, oh fuck, yes--

She bucked as best she could, heels to the ground as Hoopa used her, pistoning in and out with hard, fast strokes that built her up and up and up until it was clear it was going to make her edge until it was ready to cum. She wasn't sure she imagined a feeling of fat heavy balls, but just the mental imagery was enough to make her toes curl. Hands fisting grass, she quivered on the edge as Hoopa filled her perfectly, stretched and heavy around its cock. The little demigod moaned loud and needy where it lay on her belly, speeding up while reaching through the ring to play with her clit. Mochi felt the ground and her sense of self cease to exist, head so full of white lights and fireworks that she couldn't even think.

That's when Hoopa pressed tighter, humping faster until it almost hurt, nerves singing with sensitivity. It gave a loud cry, burying its head between her breasts as she felt it tense up in her arms. Between her legs, the faux cock seemed to expand, a rolling expansion from lips to uterus before doing it again and again. The Hoopa in her arms got larger and larger as it floated upward, soft, childish face starting to edge with age, a beard curling down cheeks and over a defined chin. Her arms couldn't curl around its form anymore, the body getting progressively larger and larger until Hoopa was three, four, seven times her size and flooding her womb with cum so hard and fast that her head spun when orgasm washed over her yet again, eyes rolling in her head.

Hoopa looked a bit like Jafar from Aladdin, handsome but dangerous. It was unfair that this was the first time she had seen this form, her legs splayed flat to the ground as her lover speared her through and filled her up so much that she couldn't see Hoopa from the waist down if she tried. Mochi made a sound that couldn't have been anything other than joyous lust, many hands on her body that hadn't been there before. Hoopa, her Hoopa, seemed surprised at its own change before its mouth fell open and its tongue lolled out. Mochi felt them, then, heavy balls at the very least the size of melons resting against her ass. She reached down, hindered momentarily by her own body, only to feel the reality of those fat globes that were blasting her full of her friend's babies. Blissful.

By the time Hoopa was finished, it shrank back to its normal size and plopped on top of her. Laying on her womb that was sloshing with cum, a mound of stretched flesh that hid all activity below it, the little being sighed happily, patting her for a job well done. Mochi sighed happily as well despite being a little disappointed at it being over but glad to be so filled. She looked fat with triplets and it was... so nice. She missed this, really, and was thrilled for any kind of filling she could get. Relaxing as the sun drifted higher in the sky, she closed her eyes for a quick nap.

Only to awaken to a shocking Pokemon. She meant that literally, that wasn't just a pun. Raichu sniffed around her breasts, licking them and suckling on the nipple out of curiosity. She didn't mind at all, startling the creature when she curled her arms beneath her head. The sparking cheeks didn't scare her one bit, winking at the mouse. "Take what you want, sweetie. I'm not going anywhere for a while."

It hesitated barely long enough to look at her before diving right in, moaning as it suckled its fill from her leaking tit. Once full, the little mouse circled her body, curious, she assumed, before coming back around, puzzled. Hoopa stirred when it went back behind her mound, chirping something before waving a paw. Mochi barely got an inkling of what was going on before a cock speared into her pussy. Raichu was fucking her, paws on her thighs and body tight to her own. It felt so nice, the cock not as big as she preferred but filling nonetheless as it slid from pointed tip to fat base inside her. It didn't take long for the little mouse to finish, lightning slinging to the tip of his tail as he came in her, her folds holding tight to his dick. He fell back, unseen behind her bulk and Mochi wondered if he was done. The snores she heard definitely let her know he was.

Hoopa snorted in censure, waving a paw before the sensation changed again and Mochi was plugged deeply enough that she wondered just what it was. She gasped as whatever was mating her moved with speed and zero technique beyond sharp, short thrusts that pushed a wrist thick dick into her body, tip pointed and smacking into her cervix on each push. She moaned little whimpering "ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh" sounds that got progressively louder and shorter until the beast she was being fucked by pushed even further forward, cock violating her cervix and a knot inflating in her canal and absolutely firing her off as her pussy clamped down and spasmed around it.

In the time it took her to come around after losing track of anything but the feeling of her orgasm, the beast that knotted her had apparently gotten comfortable, tugging on her hole which in turn made her clench in response, small zings of pleasure bubbling between her legs. After a few minutes, she felt movement and a loosening, the knot deflating until the cock pulled free. She didn't have time to be that disappointed as another immediately took its place, cool to the touch and making goosebumps pop up across her skin. It was kind of nice, soothing the abused orifice while bringing pleasure.

If Mochi could, she would be on hands and knees. Instead, she was stuck on her back, legs in a wide split, hands grasping everything and nothing. This partner was all fast thrusts and zero technique equal to the most recent cock and from the feeling alone, Mochi would say dog if she were to guess. It didn't matter when she was knotted on a fat cock just like last time, shivering as the cum fattened her up just that little more. By the time the knot deflated and her current lover pulled away, Mochi was ready and willing for the next partner. They never came.

Hoopa gave an apologetic shrug, patting her belly. It had made plans, but those could and often would get derailed. Mochi grumbled but kissed its brow. The circumstances weren't its fault, after all. After collecting her bag, the unusual duo went home with the rings since Mochi was unable to do much walking at all. That was more than fine, Mochi wasn't exactly walking anywhere at the moment.

The next morning, she had shrunk as she had last time, and she delighted in the eggs that swayed with her as she worked. Her summer dress was light, short, and Hoopa definitely appreciated this fact. More than once, she had been pressed into the dirt so it could fuck her her or eat her out or, a few times now, so she could suck its cock. She made a mental note to order a few dozen more.

Mochi was two weeks along when she felt a shift. Grunting, she looked at her bag of eggs that she carted with her everywhere and the barn that was far closer than the house. If she was going to do this, it was going to be inside. A month last time, two weeks this time, and to be perfectly honest, she wasn't that surprised. The big purple egg probably took the longest to form and this time, none of the eggs were from something quite that large. She assumed, anyway. She wasn't nearly as big this time around, so one would think.

Putting the bag with eggs in a pile of hay, she grabbed a few blankets and laid them on her own pile of hay. Since she had been fucked full, Mochi had stayed in a dress and without panties. That made the laying so much easier as she spread her thighs and set her hands on her knees. The first egg, when it came, slid from her smoothly, several following the slick trail. Green with a red dot, red and blue with white triangles, yellow and brown, red, white, and Hoopa's own gray and mauve. For all that there were more eggs, she had been considerately smaller, she thought as she panted and clenched on the empty feeling they left behind.

Three of the green with red dots, six in total of the red or blue with white triangles, two yellow and brown, four red, five white, and three from Hoopa. Shit. That was... almost double that last set. Not that she was upset, the bowling ball-sized egg had taken up a lot of room, but she didn't think it took up so much! Though to be fair, a lot of these eggs were the size of the lavender and mint eggs which meant the size of a mango or large peaches compared to, oh, the rest that tended towards grapefruit and larger. Shivering as her abused pussy was exposed to a stray breeze, Mochi sat back to rest and clean the eggs. That was how Hoopa found her an hour later, frantic and worried.

Mark just didn't know what was up with his Reuniclus. It had been distracted for the last two weeks! He guessed he could leave it at a Daycare, but that would put his team down one good fighter. Oh well, he wasn't getting any work out of it as it was anyway.

Latios floated lazily through his city, Latias egg laden just above him and swaying. Two willing females in one year? Oh yeah. He felt good.

Raichu woke up two weeks ago at a breeding center and had been put through his paces. He wasn't sure if this was heaven or hell.

Candi wasn't sure what to think of her duo Ninetails. As a Coordinator, it was her job to make sure her friends and partners were well taken care of. Her Kanto and Alola brothers weren't up to specs and if she so much as bent down, they tried to mount her. To be honest, it was making her wet and she was hurting for a boyfriend these last couple of years. If she wasn't careful, she was going to let them bang her like a drum...